Wasting away, I'll count all of the hours I know I could've spent on more fruitful things. If the equal affection cannot come to be, Let the more loving one be me Though at times you'd think your future is bleak I guess it's only right that you let who you are Decide who you could've been. If the equal affection cannot come to be, Let the more loving one be me Time fell short, the second hand; it ticks away Time fell short, I know we all had better days Time fell short, the second hand; it ticks away Time fell short, I know we had much better days Cause it's nights like these, it gets harder to feel Wasting away, I'll count all of the hours I know I could've spent on more fruitful things If the equal affection cannot come to be, Let the more loving one always be me Timing is everything, I've learnt it the hard way Timing is everything, I've learnt it the hardest way You're a memory that slowly fades away inside my head And you're a melody that finds its harmony amidst the pain