Here All Day

<br>Someone stop the hands of time <br>every tick`s a cruel blow. <br>I want a world that`s hers and mine <br>while the real one`s put on hold. <br>I want to taste the freedom we will never know. <br><br>Someone stop the hands of time ?<br>every tick`s a cruel blow. <br>I don`t want to step outside <br>into the night beyond the windows, <br>I`m just not ready yet for the ice-cold air <br>to bring it all home. <br><br>All I want is to be held <br>and held some more and not let go, <br>be told that all is well, <br>that our racing hearts will cope. <br>I want her to lie to me-<br>it`s not as if I will not know. <br><br>All I want is to be held <br>and held some more and not let go. <br>The less I have to lose, it seems, <br>the more I put her through. <br>We go round in circles, <br>and that is all we do; <br>that there`s nothing we can say, <br>we don`t let get in the way<br>we go round in circles <br>because we want to be here all day.