Thought that I knew you enough
Turns out I was wrong
I know it’s time to give it up
But it just takes so long
You can call me if you want
Anytime anywhere
But maybe I should keep on going
Don’t want to mess up anymore
(Buddy You’re still young
It’s too early if you think love’s done
Don’t be frustrated son
You believe that you’ll meet the one
She’s on her way
And she’s getting here as fast as she can)
Watching people pass me by
Sitting on a random chair
I don’t know but for some reason,
Things become a metaphor
I’m a rolling stone that belongs to nowhere
On the road hit by a car
Plus my car just stopped few weeks ago
That reminds me of myself
(Buddy You’re still young
It’s too early if you think love’s done
Don’t be frustrated son
You believe that belief you’ll meet the one
She’s on her way
And she’s getting here as fast as she can)
