its-not-an-obsession-its-love:
Tick tock goes the clock,
And what now shall we play?
Tick tock goes the clock,
Now summer’s gone away.
Tick tock goes the clock,
And what then shall we see?
Tick tock, until the day,
That thou shalt marry me.
Tick tock goes the clock,
And all the years they fly.
Tick tock and all too…
