Running Out

It’s gonna take some time
To get me where you want me
I want you to be happy
But I can’t make up my mind

I’m running out of time

You’re gonna have to wait
It’s hard for me to think straight
I haven’t felt this way before
I left you standing at the door

I’m running out on you

I watched you walk away
With unspoken words to say
I put my hand on the window pane
Why do I treat you this way?

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