We Don't Have Much Time

Baby we don't have much time 
So say exactly what's been on your mind 
We don't have much choice 
So go ahead and use your voice 
I've thought about it every day 
Racked my brains to find another way 

And despite how much I wish it 
I won't belong to you 
No-one in this world would ever vouch for us two 
And tho I fight to feel it 
It's a pleasure marred by pain 
I'll long have left the gate before they ever board the plane 

Baby we don't have... 

So go head and move your bishop 
Cos your rook is on the floor 
And the queen has lined the pawns up and they're marching out the door 
And if only I knew the code then i would wind the wheels to stop 
I'd give anything in the world for just a minute off this clock