Lyrics Traveling - No. 2

Traveling

One minute of light
The day is a dream
Say it again, I don’t know what you mean
The morning starts in the afternoon
What if I called to say it’s still too soon?
When you say no, it’s automatic
You put me down with another delay
You tell me, «Don't be so dramatic.»
Yeah, I know I shouldn’t complain
But doesn’t anyone feel the same?
There’s no such thing as a perfect match
For everyone who’s unattached
And don’t even want a perfect fit
But your target’s so far out, it can’t be hit
It’s in the details, a yard retail
Prop it up and put on display
'Til the bake sale turns to blackmail
If anybody pulls away, there’s nothing anyone can say
That they haven’t already said before
So what are you waiting for?
Where am I going to meet you?
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Where am I going to meet you?
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Where am I going to meet you?
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Where am I going to meet you?
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