By the time the morning comes
I hope that I'll have changed
But I can see the sun
I feel the same
Here's to another night
Singing the same thing
By the time the morning comes
I hope I've changed
The weeks go fast, the days go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The days go fast, the weeks go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
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And I don't wanna wait
Sitting patiently
Just for someone else
To stop talking to me
I don't like being played
Never thought it was a thing
It's been happening
A bit too much lately
The weeks go fast, the days go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The days go fast, the weeks go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
♪
By the time the morning comes
I hope that I'll have changed
But I don't need the sun
To know I ain't
Another waking night
Feeling the same thing
By the time the morning comes
I hope I fade
The weeks go fast, the days go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The days go fast, the weeks go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
♪
I know the things they'll say
I know the shit you'll sing
That I'm the only one
Who has to live with me
I can't go on waiting
Hoping to be friends, thinking
"Did life end the day that we began?"
The weeks go fast, the days go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The days go fast, the weeks go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The weeks go fast, the days go slow
And all this growing up is getting old
The days go fast, the weeks go slow
And all this growing up is getting old