“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 up yet
But I’ll look back and laugh I’ll bet
And tell you ‘bout these days like they were stories of old..
And I wish my voice could echo thru 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
Use to want time to run
but now crawling is fine..
Cuz the older I get the more I see
I need every moment to
let my roots grow down deep.