Don t put that thing too close to my head
It took this long just to get ahead, he says
He knows for sure, but that he can t decide
Between his decency and this matter of pride
So he s growing up on time, he s growing up in the middle...
And it burn
s, and it burns, the sun burns
Oh, now I can really feel it. How could you ever stand it?
We ve got the same ideas, we got the same old fears;
Different colors sometimes, but hey, who cares?
It s just years that shears our lives apart, like the
Time
you tried to teach your nephew to fart, he couldn t do it. PUSH!
So he s growing up on time, I m growing up in the middle...
Oh, now I can really feel it. How could you ever stand it?
I m not the kind of person who would say it, if it wasn t the truth
And then you go and tell a friend that her heart s on fire
And it has no meaning.
Now and only now I know the difference when you tell me
There is no difference.
So she s growing up on time, she s growing up in the middle...
Now s the time to evalua
te between the love you give
And the love that you take.
"It s not a matter of opinion, when it comes down to it,
It s just a difference of opinion, that much I can take."
So I m growing up on time, I m growing up in the middle...
And it burns
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