You had so much time to say What was going on Stealing words between the songs Silence filling up No space to find my tongue The more I live the more I learn Everything has just begun Every trace that slips away So much less of you each day I can't wait to get back there In time hollow out my head To make it rhyme This fictional romance for me I've got no time to read What is going on Stealing chapters writing songs Words are filling up But the space seems empty The more I write The less I have to say Anything Every trace that slips away So much less of you each day I can't wait to get back there In time hollow out my head To make it rhyme This fictional romance for me I've got no time to work it out I've got no time to work it out This moment doesn't seem enough Every trace that slips away So much less of you each day I can't wait to get back there In time hollow out my head To make it rhyme This fictional romance for me This fictional romance for me This fictional romance for me