The Meantime

Hold on, hold out
Your day’s full, okay, that’s fine
I don’t mind the meantime
You got your things to do
Places you have to go, so-and-so
I don’t mind the meantime
I’ve been thinkin' I could count
From then till now
A count too high
I can’t help but think about the meantime
Savin' time, spendin' it poorly
I’ve been pretty foolish in the meantime
If what comes next is so damn precious
Why should I mind what you’re doin' meanwhile?
Lately, I’ve been lost in thought
Around the clock
The hands are flying
I can tell you’re running out of meantime
Oh, meantime
Oh, now I know it’s over too quick
Got my finger on where it’s all gone
Don’t look back 'cause I won’t be there
I don’t have anymore to spare
It’s all mine
Meantime
Meantime
Meantime