The minutes pass
and it's hours before I sleep,
'cause I'm still contemplating
when it's over, where we'll be.
And I can't speak
when I'd rather give up now
and make this last forever.
There's just got to be somehow.
When Autumn's drawing near,
and my vision's got less clear,
will you be worth the wait?
That's a chance I'd like to take.
We're going nowhere fast,
but we're growing up at last.
Will the end be worth the scare?
Well, we'll see when we get there.
I can't deny
these feelings anymore.
I'll tell you that I need you,
and I'll tell you I want more.
The timing sucks,
just like it always has,
but someone tell me,
why's it gotta turn out bad?
When Autumn's drawing near,
and my vision's got less clear,
will you be worth the wait?
That's a chance I'd like to take.
We're going nowhere fast,
but we're growing up at last.
Will the end be worth the scare?
Well, we'll see when we get there.