Sometimes when Iīm lonely, almost all the time, I think about all kinds of stuff related to you. And I don't know hardly anything... should have... well it could make all the difference and now we put it in here.
Babe, all we need is time, our troubles will wait in line, don't believe we will change even if we really wanted to. We could always rearrange until faces turn blue and it... still going to be the same, all better, sweet time.
For you lovers to move closer to, and kiss each other at a show, they think nobody sees them well I guess this is their song or maybe itīs for you and me, Iīm so in love with you itīs hard to breathe, I canīt promise you anything but Iīll give you my best.
Baby, all we need is time, the troubles can wait in line.
Don't believe in change even if we really wanted to. We could always re arrange until our faces turn blue and... still going to be the same, all better, sweet time.