No Time to Crank the Sun

No time
To crank the sun
And dry our hair
Before we go.
No time
To lay around
We’ll come back someday.
No time
To change our minds,
The pricks are always
On our heels.
No time
To fight about it,
This time we can’t be late
I was driving,
Taking chances,
Walking way too far out on
Some broken branches.
Sometimes where you’re going
Is hard to see.
I always knew there was
Something missing,
They said no one could ever get me
To sit and listen.
I was always
Trying to leave
Babe, it got away from me.
It got away from me.
No time
To plan our fears.
These things they always
Come from nowhere.
No time
To lay around.
We’ll come back someday.
Nothing will ever just
Come to you, it’s only
What you find around and
What you do.
If you don’t hold it tight
It’ll leave.
I kept seeing you
All around me
I couldn’t just stand here and wait
Until you found me
I had to take you to make you
Believe.
Babe, it got away from me.
It got away from me.
It got away from me.
It got away from me.
If I wasn’t so gone tonight,
I’d try to explain.
Some people just know what they want,
It doesn’t change.
If I wasn’t so gone completely,
This would feel like pain.
Some people just know what they want.