"do you think you'll ever wake up one day and stop loving Nick?"
"No."
"then do think he'll wake up one day and stop loving you?"
"No."
"that's good"
Yeah, I think so too(:
It's not better or worse, right or wrong, it's just, different.
Simple dreams
we hurried the years on
anticipating,
it was simple
it was simple.
Stop, turn around, stay
just the way
just that way.
You were happy, once.
Then you disappeared
I stayed the same.
Let's keep, talking, anything to stop clockwatching.
Lately we're running out of time, aren't we?
Crazy for running all the time, m-m-m-m-maybe.
Let's forget we're running out of time.