Ella feat. Oene van Geel Time

She is running out of it,
While he’s ahead of it.
I’ve got to find a solution.

She‘s got a whale of it,
But feels like changing it,
Confronting the future.

When people think they are in nick of,
And hands can’t be turned back.

They‘ve got to face it,
‘cause there’s no spare left.
Flying, killing, as it goes by.

We are looking for a good wonderful.
We are wishing for a lovely beautiful.