Seconds - Burt Bacharach

Seconds, I missed him just by seconds

I missed him in the moment that it takes a door to open

All the plans that I had dreamed of

All the dreams that I was hoping for

Were shattered by the movement of the little hand that ticks away the seconds

That’s all it takes, it’s seconds

The rain has stopped the traffic

And it seemed my hopes were fading

Nothing moved across the city, while I prayed he still was waiting there

Knowing that my life was riding on the hand that ticks away the seconds

I’ve got more know than seconds

I’ve got myself a lifetime, I’ve got all the time I needed

I can sit here with this letter, nothing else to do but read it

Nothing else to do but listen

While the ticking clock keeps ticking, left my life with nothing else

No, nothing else but seconds

And all the men I’ve met since then…

Were seconds