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Well it's funny with age
You get to the stage
Your head in your heart
Down on the same page
Your heart will wait forever
But your skin says you're getting old

Good things come to those who wait
But the lights were up and it was getting late
She wore my coat cause she said that she was cold
Funny how quick a coat turns into a ring
Looking back now I don't remember a thing
We don't talk about the writing on the wall
Some days we don't talk at all
And when the lights are dim and my time is free

ref.
I sometimes think about the good times that I missed
Sometimes think about the girls I could've kissed
But I settled for her and she settled for me

Well it's funny how time just seems to fly
You blink your eyes and it'll pass you by
Before too long you're getting on the bus for free
Same old routine, same old blue jeans
Same old nightmares different dreams

Funny how quick the days turn into years
Funny some people stay some disappear
We don't talk about the writing on the wall
Some days we don't talk at all
And when the lights are dim and my time is free

ref.

Ain't it funny how you miss someone
and you sat there next to them at home
Ain't it funny how hard we are to change
like we're made out of stone
We don't talk about the writing on the wall
Some days we don't talk at all
And when the lights are dim and my time is free

ref.

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