Stories of Numbers

Boy you woke up too late And now your hour's gone TIme has slipped off your hands And left you all alone You needed some space and she blamed, Your tireless ego And what she used to claim You start to hear the echo You always want more than you, Already have, you ungrateful child It's not a question of number One for you would be much better If you love her just tell her That you are the luckiest partner You just woke up too late Once again she's gone Far away from your bed You sing a lonely song You always want more than you, Already have, you ungrateful child It's not a question of number One for you would be much better If you love her just tell her That you are the luckiest partner But you are not made to wait For her infinitely Take the bull by his horns And leave your misery You always want more than you, Already have, you ungrateful child It's not a question of number One for you would be much better If you love her just tell her That you are the luckiest partner