Living on Borrowed Time - The Box

Imagine waking up someday

You are standing on a thin line

Close call with the Maker

You’re shaking hands with the 'taker

Would you lay there so fervently praying

For a promise of time?

Would you cry out for a chance of survival

For a promise of life?

Time, time, living on borrowed time

No time left to do what’s to do

Time, time, living on borrowed time

Don’t you wait for the darkness

To open, to open your eyes

You see their faces everywhere

In the papers, on T.V.

The chosen few that will live to tell

See the sparkle in their eyes

Could it be they were fervently praying

For a promise of time?

Crying out for a chance of survival

For a promise of life?

Time, time, living on borrowed time

No time left to do what’s to do

Time, time, living on borrowed time

Don’t you wait for the darkness

To open, to open your eyes

Could it be they were fervently praying

For a promise of time?

Crying out for a chance of survival

For a promise of life?

Time, time, living on borrowed time

No time left to do what’s to do

Time, time, living on borrowed time

Don’t you wait for the darkness

Time, time, living on borrowed time

No time left to do what’s to do

Time, time, living on borrowed time

Don’t you wait for the darkness