First the one next to the bed Always runs ahead, But you know it; you thought you could get by. Then the one over the stove started runnin' slow; It's not easy when you're makin' pie. But I run just fine. Bring in your line Tell me the minute and I'll call. I sent a clock to you by post. It looked like you the most, Like it was from an Edward Gorey page. But afterwhile it lost its way I guess it's fair to say that its function out-performed its time. But I work just fine. Bring in your line; Tell me the minute and I'll call. I love you good; God knows I should. When you need wakin' I will call. Maybe I'm no perfect friend, But I'm here 'til the end; And after that, our souls will be friends, too. As long as we've got time to tell, If a shadow never fell on the dark side of a [unsure; "dime"?]... I'd run just fine. Bring in your line; Tell me the minute and I'll call. I love you good; God knows I should. When you need wakin', I will call.