Tick Tock, Tick Tock,

I sit staring at the clock.

Once an hour, Cuckoo pops out,

Makes me want to scream and shout.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock,

Seconds rush

And minutes fly

Hours pass, and days just die.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock,

There must be better things to do,

I know...

I'll sit and dream of you.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock.

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Owain Glyn