"A Little More Time" as written by and Brent Anderson Chris Thompson....
I know my timing's bad
So I'm forcing up an, an apologetic smile
And just being myself
I've gone and made my own disguise
I was never good at talking
But the preps are so fantastic

Wait for me here, I'll find a home
Making a midst of the perfect nineties radio song

To chalk this up to spite
And although I wasted time
I need some more of it
I though I'd yell a little
To show my hometown I'm alive
And the sea of fenders
I find my only life

Wait for me here, I'll find a home
Making a midst of the perfect nineties radio song
Wait for me here, I'll find a home
Making a midst of the perfect nineties radio song

Da da da
La da da
La da da

Wait for me here, I'll find a home
Making a midst of the perfect nineties radio song
Wait for me here, I'll find a home
Making a midst of the perfect nineties radio song


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"A Little More Time" as written by Chris Thompson Brent Anderson

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