Chris Pureka - Broken Clock [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You thought it'd be
You thought it'd be a rose-ride did you?
With a carousel and a ticker-tape parade
You can try your luck
But everything's a long shot honey
You better love what you've got before someone cuts the wire...

Well I wandered off till there were no more telephone lines
Just a tourniquet
And a whole lot of time to myself
Well I gave it up, I gave it up
Nothing but me for miles and miles
And it was never enough
Never enough to drag me back...

Just let it rest
Looking for a rope to keep me still
Holding to the best of this and you
Holding to the best of all this time...

I'm hoping there's a diamond knife, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
Because it's never enough, never enough to cut me down
But what if the damage is done
If the damage is done
Where do we go from here?
What if the damage is done
And no one's ever gonna drag you back...

Just let it rest
Looking for a rope to keep me still
Holing to the best of this and you
Holding to the best of all this time...

It'll come around
Yeah but you're going to have to wait for this
Oh yeah you're going to have to wait for this heart like a broken clock, clock, clock
Heart like a broken clock....
It'll come around
Yeah but you're going to have to wait for this
Oh yeah you're going to have to wait for this heart like a broken clock clock clock
Heart like a broken clock...