Текст песни Том сойер - Моё Время

This is probably an excuse, warmth runs through my veins
And I look at the ceiling and study the walls.
Probably, this is a game, I'm walking, measuring in steps,
And I'm waiting for when, when my time comes ...

I guess it's a hint, I'll be brave again
The last first push, trying clumsily
Probably, this is a game, I'm walking, measuring in steps,
And I'm waiting for when, when my time comes ...

I realized this is a forgery, put the steering wheel in the wind
And again look to the East, counting millimeters,
I realized this is a game, I'm walking, measuring in steps,
And I'm waiting for when, when my time comes ...
... my time will come ...