I put all my money in the wishing well.
That spell went well spent as far as I can tell.
So I walked home by a mourning dove.
She said well love, are you proud of, and aren’t you tired of
I don’t need you to need me.
But I’d love you, I’d love you to love me.
And if I could let my guard down
I’d tell you how far I fell
but I’m just buying time.
Oh your struggle is stubborn
If you would stop running
You would find…
We’re just buying time