When The Road Runs Out

Same time next week, I’ll have you again
Don’t be late, don’t be late, baby don’t be late
Don’t forget when the road runs out on you
I’ll marry you, I’ll marry you, I will marry you
I must be getting old, the way you are,
Oh the way, we are so truthful, my sweet
Worry, I’m not so confident, you keep hurting me Be patient, be patient, I’m not the same girl
Same time next week, I’ll have you again
When the sun comes out, when the road runs out
We’ll sweep through our secrets and say… (And say)
Lalalala la lala: Lalalala la lala: Lalalala la lala
La lala: La lalala: La lala: Lalala
Give me ten minutes
Before you leave
Give me ten minutes
Before you leave
Give me ten minutes