Running Out Of Time
Jennifer Vazquez
(c) Bronx Babe Publishing / ASCAP


How long does it take
How long 'till I break
How much can I fake
Liking what I see in front of me

Silly twisted youth
Hidden in the wise
I can't compromise
No, not anymore
You see... I'm running out of time
Oh, I'm running out of time

So let's layer up the days
And peel the baggage away
A friend for life
Help me solve this strife
Stop me from dancing 'round the truth

I am what I know
And I am all that I can see
Far away I've gone so I'd come right back here to me
And I dreamt of Miss Hollywood tonight
She said she'd come for me
As soon as she done twirling around the apple tree
Oh, Miss Hollywood, she'll come for me

Silly twisted youth
Hidden in the wise
Well I can't compromise
No, not anymore
You see... I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time

Six years back
Felt I knew so much
Stop this now
I can't take it anymore
You see, I'm running out the door
While I keep running back for more

Oh, I swear to you
She went by my door
And I swear to you
She told me so much more...



Jennifer Vazquez - Acoustic Guitar,  All Vocals
Gregg Sartiano -  Electric Guitar, Bass, Percussion
Jason Allen - Keys
David Palmer - Drums