If you can’t see the walls are they there at all? This room is a world to rule or fear or make you feel small Last night you were there we spoke in the dark I wish that the words we spoke were real as real as the start But waiting for change can do no good and I’ll miss those days the way I should The time you were mine the time you were mine the time you were mine La da da da No I couldn’t have guessed we tangled so nice when down on the breast it only felt like everything’s right But waiting for change can do no good and I miss those days the way I should The time you were mine the time you were mine the time you were mine