THISTIME - Champaign

It’s always been wishing

It’s always been imagination

It’s always been «could you wait

Until tomorrow?»

I’m counting those somedays

And how they’ve come and gone

I’m watching my calendar

And those gone tomorrow’s

You keep telling me it’s gonna be next time

You promised to me it’s gonna be next time

But I’m tired of waiting, anticipating

I need you this time

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

Going to be the one this time

Could be I’m running

Could be you’re holding back again

Could be we just don’t know where to begin

You keep telling me it’s gonna be next time

Ooh, baby

You promised to me it’s gonna be next time

And I’m tired of waiting, anticipating

I need you this time

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

(Ooh, can’t you see I need you)

Going to be the one this time

(Whoa, oh, yeah)

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

(This time)

Going to be the one

(Ooh, baby)

You keep telling me it’s gonna be next time

Oh, baby

You promised to me it’s gonna be next time

But I’m tired of waiting, anticipating

I need you this time

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

(Ooh, ah…)

Going to be the one this time

(This time)

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

(Yeah)

Going to be the one this time

(Ooh…)

(This time)

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

(Yeah)

Going to be the one this time

(This time)

Going to be the one

This is going to be the one

Going to be the one this time

(Ooh-ooh…)