LMT -

John was the kind with a fiery mind

Thinking every night, «I need a little more time for me»

John ain’t right, left into the light

He’d say it every night, «I need a little more time for me»

Jane was his wife and maybe she was his guide

She never thought once, «I need a little more time for me»

Oh, gravel in his heart, concrete in his eyes

He’s thinking all the time, «I need a little more time to breathe»

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Yeah, catch him in the alleyway, shooting for fun

The sun won’t wait, it needs a little more time to leave

You said, «Lighten up, baby, baby, go be a nun

I think I’m gonna go and take a little more time from you

To get a little more time for me»

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, ho oh oh oh oh

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Yeah, oh oh oh

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Long winded words make the spirits align

Spirit, it defined him, «Need a little more time for me»

Ghosts in the shell, go standing in line

Jealous 'cause they all got a little more time than me

Oh, halcyon days, forgettable lives

Try to survive and get a little more time to breathe

Yeah, come along, baby, leave the devil behind

Time is a drug, I need a little more time with you

To get a little more time with you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, ho oh oh oh oh

Yeah, ho oh oh oh oh

Yeah, ho oh oh oh oh

Yeah, ho oh oh oh oh

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more

Little more time, little more time, little more