These are the words, I speak them from the heart, These are the hands that pushed too hard. This time I chose to believe that It won't take far too long to try and let you go. I've taken the liberty of putting your photograph on my cork board It's understandable, why would you even care? It almost feels like fate. These are the words, I speak them from the heart, These are the hands that pushed too hard. This time I chose to believe that It won't take far too long to try and let you go. Miles away, I'll come back through lines and waves Whether it's you or your recording, just know we'll be talking. This time I chose to believe that It won't take far too long to try and let you go. And in regards to my plans, I'll be outside making friends, Playing these stupid songs you loved to criticize And trying to take the world by surprise.