Your face seems to have sunken In the event of my demise Lately, I've been broken And my thoughts are crimes Time is weak and demanding of me They will crumble at your fingertips If you want to be happy Then happy you will be Oh, my love Oh, my love There was no word, no warning The message, I understood Now my time is coming What have I done that's good? Time is weak and demanding of me They will crumble at your fingertips If you want to be happy Then happy you will be Oh, my love Oh, my love Time is weak and demanding of me They will crumble at your fingertips If you want to be happy Then happy you will be Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love