Time Machine Songtext
von Jana Horn

There′s no way to prove I've changed
No time will tell my stories
When your mind′s made up
There is no history to retell
To explain in different ways now that you know yourself


And I swore, I saw
Your face in the multicolored window
Instructing me
To search for the color that completes our
Time machine

There's nothing that I can say
With so much on your mind
That does not involve me
You're on the blow-up bed and I′m in the guest suite
Trying to fall asleep in a house that has no room for me


And I sworе (I swore) I saw
Her face in thе light against the window
Instructing (instructing) me
To search through the debris for the key to
The time machine