Want to write a nonfiction love song,
'Cause I don't have one yet.
I've got almost and maybes
And what happened here baby,
But not a love song.
But we've got time to kill
All the reasons we should hold back,
And I wear you on a
Locket 'round my neck
And I haven't opened it up yet.
But I'll look back and laugh, I bet,
And tell you 'bout these days
Like they are stories of old.
And I wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad...
You don't have to try,
You don't have to change;
Baby, you stay just the same.
Used to want time to run so quickly,
But now crawling is fine.
'Cause the older I get the more
I see I need every moment
To let my roots grow down deep.
So we've got time to kill
All the reasons we should hold back,
And I wear you on a
Locket 'round my neck
And I haven't opened it up yet.
But I'll look back and laugh, I bet,
And tell you 'bout these days
Like they are stories of old.
And I wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad...
You don't have to try,
You don't have to change;
Baby you stay just the same.
I'll try not to wish you would hurry,
I'm learning how not to worry;
I don't want to let you down.
Could I sing to you every week,
Make just enough for what we need
And walk together 'round the town?
I'll try not to wish you would hurry,
I'm learning how not to worry;
I don't want to let you down.
Could I sing to you every week,
Make just enough for what we need
And walk together 'round the town?
Wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad...
You don't have to try,
You don't have to change;
Baby you stay just the same.