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I think it's nine-thirty
I think she's got a loose
Definition of time
Not like mine
And if I was in a hurry
I'd be mad by now
Or be gone by now

But I'm just another guy
Waiting for the dream to end
And if things don't get hard soon
I'm gonna have to start to pretend

Got here around seven
Approximately two and a half
Years ago
It's been slow
Just waiting on this corner
For that girl to come
Now my feet are numb

But I'm just another guy
Waiting for the dream to end
And if things don't get hard soon
I'm gonna have to start to pretend

Cuz life's too easy
And it lasts too long
The point is too clear
And my faith is too strong

It must be the traffic
Or maybe she ran into an old friend
I'm sure she's just around the bend
And I don't wanna be graphic
But her eyes are from a cat
And her hair is from the night
And every word she says is true
And every place she touches right

And I'm just another guy
Waiting for the dream to end
And if things don't get hard soon
I'm gonna have to start to pretend

And I think it's nine-forty

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Letra adicionada por anônimo em 9/27/2004

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