No Time to Live - Traffic

As time begins to burn itself upon me

And the days are growing very short

People try their hardest to reject me

But in a way, their conscience won’t be caught

Something’s happening to me day by day

My pebble on the beach is getting washed away

I’ve given everything that was mine to give

And now I’ll turn around and find that there’s no time to live

So often I have seen that big wheel of fortune

Spinning for the man who holds the ace

There’s many who would change their places for him

But none of them have ever seen his lonely face