Time needs time, for its time to grow,
but the time i have is going so slow.
Even on the road with nowhere to go,
my heart is beating faster than it should.
Get on the plane it's too late,
we decide now if it's fate.
No one will tell no one for sure,
we're just lovers feeling unsure.
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