Lyrics:

Every time those doors blow open
And I feel that restless ocean.
And I'm here without my clothes on exposed to the world.

I was open to persuasion on a number of occasions.
It was a simple situation of loneliness and desire.

From the moment that you listened.
Then you noticed something's missing.
You can make a good decision and you know it won't be wrong.

I was kicking. I was screaming.
I was hoping. I was dreaming.
But my life had lost its meaning.
But the living must go on.

Turn back the clock 'cause I'm in your hands.
Turn back the clock. I think you understand.
Turn back the clock. I want you to come home.

Sooner or later my princess will come.
Sooner or later my princess will come.
Turn back the clock 'cause I'm in your hands.
Turn back the clock. I think you understand.
Turn back the clock. I want you to come home.