In a therapy session with my ceiling
Staring, asking "Should I say hello?"
It's been a week since you said
That you'll be gone for a while
To which I reply, "Don't you worry now
Cause girl all I've got is time"
All I got is time
Now I'll admit my thought regularly jump to you
How you've been, and what have you been up to
When I wonder, do you think of me
Do you grant me the same kind of courtesy
My only reply is the acoustic echo of
This little room of mine
This room of mine
Like a meteorite, I enter your atmosphere
Way to fast, burning up with questions like
Should I give you space? Or continue playing my part
So I decided to slow down, my "get to know you race"
And write all these feelings off
As symptoms of a first date
Please don't try to hurry back to quickly
You deserve this get away
From all the things that make you feel uneasy
But know this, I will miss your company
And we will catch up when you get back and we share
One of your hometown smoothies
Your home town smoothies, yeah
Now if you have the time
For one more last goodbye, one last goodbye
Could you pencil me in for one more coffee so I
Can spend one more second before I have to say
Till next time
Till next time