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 [Incomprehensible] 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