We don't need to talk about this, in fact I'd rather not
Let the fog of spring hide you from my thoughts
I thought I had it all planned out that night we met downtown.
Short change for the parking meter, my exit all planned out, and it felt so good.
The clock won't stop ticking
All the time I don't have left, can't get the color of your eyes out of my head
I'm a little slow and simple, I tend to miss the obvious
Can't get the color of your eyes out of my head.
It's funny as I look back now, how stupid that move was
The night was warm, the drinks were cold, my head so full of doubts
A simple thing I thought you'd said, assumptions running blind
I had the words to burn this bridge but then I trusted time.
The clock won't stop ticking
All the time I don't have left, can't get the color of your eyes out of my head
I'm a little slow and simple, I tend to miss the obvious
Can't get the color of your eyes out of my head.
I was thinking you were right to say it that way
I was thinking you were right.