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I saw you, yesterdayWalking down my lineI says, I know you, just get awayYour name is Father TimeTime I hate, the time I loveTime I spent all overTime I wasted, the time I spentTime I've got to run awayI saw you, yesterdayRunning down my trackI saw you just yesterdayI could feel you at my backWith that long black cloak and that sharp scytheFor cutting them all downYour long black coat, a skull and a scytheCutting them all through townI saw you, just yesterdayYou don't frighten meI see you every dayYou still don't frighten meOne day I'll goLetras de cancionesAnd you'll have no choice but to come with meThe next day I'll comeThe very next day I'll have to go, I tell you, sayYou're no herb from my gardenYou're no rosemaryAnd you're no sageYou know your nameI call you Father TimeI saw you yesterdayI can still see you nowYou're living in my face, in my breakfastI can see you nowYou're just the time I wasted, the time I spentYou're the time I'm left to run withWhat time is thisEven I make up time, I do, I'm the timeYou can call yourself daddyBut you're no father of mineYes, I saw you yesterdayYou didn't frighten me at allI saw you just yesterdayYou didn't frighten me at allWith that long cloak and that silly little skullThe stupid scythe and all your jiveI never could see you, I can't see you nowNot as long as I'm aliveOne day, I'll goThe very next day you'll comeOne day you'll comeThe very next time I'll goI know a friend of mine, a friend of mine was watchingTold me the time by the clockI saw him last night, down by the graveyardHolding on to a rockI said, "I saw you yesterdayI saw you, Father Time"I said, "Go away, go away, go away, go away, go awayI know you're Father Time, run it down now"I said, "Every minute, every second, every day of my lifeI meet you in the mirrorEvery time, look at each wrinkleI know I've got a sheriff coming"Sure I saw you, sure as timeSure as clock, sure is fineI know that mother's no father'Cause they call him Father TimeComing through the door with a black cloakAnd a nasty sharp instrumentThat nasty sharp instrumentThat nasty sharp instrumentI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catchI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch meI won't go till I'm ready From Letras Mania