Traveling - No. 2

One minute of light

The day is a dream

Say it again, I don’t know what you mean

The morning starts in the afternoon

What if I called to say it’s still too soon?

When you say no, it’s automatic

You put me down with another delay

You tell me, «Don't be so dramatic.»

Yeah, I know I shouldn’t complain

But doesn’t anyone feel the same?

There’s no such thing as a perfect match

For everyone who’s unattached

And don’t even want a perfect fit

But your target’s so far out, it can’t be hit

It’s in the details, a yard retail

Prop it up and put on display

'Til the bake sale turns to blackmail

If anybody pulls away, there’s nothing anyone can say

That they haven’t already said before

So what are you waiting for?

Where am I going to meet you?

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Where am I going to meet you?

(Traveling)

Where am I going to meet you?

(Traveling)

Where am I going to meet you?

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