What's the time? Seems it's already morning I see the sky, it's so beautiful and blue           The tv's on, but the only thing showing is a picture of you     Oh I get up and make myself some coffee I try to read a book but the story's to thin           I thank the lord above that you're not here to see me in the shape I'm in         Spending my time watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall hoping that you      think of me too I'm spending my time       I try to call but I don't know what to tell you I leave a kiss on your answering machine           Oh help me please, is there someone who can make me wake up from this dream?           Spending my time watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall hoping that you      are missing me too I'm spending my time watching the sun go down I fall asleep to the sound of "Tears of a Clown" a prayer gone blind I'm spending my time      My friends keep telling me: hey life will go on,      time will make sure I'll get over you.      This silly game of love You play, you win only to lose.   Spending my time watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall hoping that you        think of me too I'm spending my time watching the sun go down I fall asleep to the sound of "Tears of a Clown" a prayer gone blind I'm spending my time                                                                   

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque un sentiment de solitude et de nostalgie. Elle raconte l'histoire d'une personne qui se réveille le matin, observant la beauté du ciel, mais éprouvant une profonde tristesse à cause de l'absence d'un être cher. Dans un quotidien tristement routinier, il essaie de prendre un café et de lire, mais tout cela semble dénué de sens sans la présence de l'autre. Au fil des jours qui passent, il espère que son ex-partenaire pense aussi à lui et se sent perdu, entouré d'amis qui lui assurent que le temps guérit les blessures. Pourtant, il ressent cette lutte perpétuelle entre l'espoir et la résignation, comme s'il était pris dans un rêve dont il ne parvient pas à se réveiller.