Who

9 after two
the clock strikes three once more
though its not what
its supposed to do
clock it at five
and count it at two
begin where you started
and start all anew

Lady time
brings not this at 9
lady time
doesn't care for your dime

Bring it back
to the old days
way back when we met
the road at out feet
and our feet with a torn

a blessing in disguise

We can't
We won't
we shouldn't
We don't
Although we still try
if that is what it's called
Bring it back
to the days when i meant what i said when i said
two was three

it becomes three once more

Too much to remember
when can't meets don't
when the road becomes a fire
we can never put it out
we can't go back