Time comes knocking to borrow some money,
A couple of eggs,
A spoonful of honey.
It needs you to come and bring your car,
Checks up on you wherever you are,
Because Time is a relative.

Time will see you at five and raise you ten,
And always know just when you're bluffing,
And when you've got a hand.
And time will go slow when you're bored,
And put the accelerator down on the floor when you're having fun,
And fly,
Because Time is a relative.

But when you're down and out,
Things didn't go as you planned,
Maybe ole Time will drop by and give you a hand,
But I doubt it,
Because time is a relative.

-jenn