The Meantime
Hold on, hold on
Your day's full, okay, that's fine
I don't mind the meantime
You've got your things to do
Places you have to go, so and so
I don't mind the meantime
I've been thinkin' if I could count
From then till now I'd count too high
I can't help but think about the meantime
Savin' time, spendin' it poorly
I've been pretty foolish in
The meantime
If what comes next is so damn precious
Why should I mind
What you're doin' meanwhile
Lately I've been lost in thought
Around the clock hands are flyin' and
I can tell you're runnin' out of meantime
?
Oh, now I know it's over too quick
Got my finger on where it's all gone
Don't look back 'cause I won't be there
I don't have anymore to spare
It's all mine, meantime
Meantime, meantime