Lyric No Time

(cale)

No time for making my moves, no time
No time for hitting the grooves, no time

Summer comes and summers gone
Winter sings it s very sad song
The saddest part of all it seems
How we lose most of our dreams

No time for making my moves, no time
I got no time for hitting the booze, no time

The clock it turns at a rapid pace
And takes us to another place
The train it goes from here to there
Just left me standin here

No time for making my moves, no time
I got no time for hitting my grooves, no time

I had the blues this mornin
I cried all day
I guess you lose the blues in the mornin
If you cry the blues away

I got no time for hitting my grooves, no time
No time for making my moves, no time
No time and nothin to lose
I got no time for hittin the booze, no time

Lets go man, hmmm i got no time
I got no no no no n n n no no time, no time