Hold on
Hold out
Your day's full
Ok
That's fine
I don't mind the meantime
You've got your things to do,
Places you have to go,
So and So...
I don't mind the meantime
If I could count
From then 'til now
I'd count too high
I can't help but think about the meantime
Saving time
Spending it poorly
I've been pretty foolosh in the meantime
If what comes next is
So damn precious,
Why should I mind
What you're doing meanwhile?
Lately I've been
Lost in thought
Around the clock
Hands are flying and
I can tell you're running out of meantime
Now I know it's over too quick
Got my finger on
Where it's all gone
Don't look bak 'cause I won't be there
I don't have any more to spare
It's all mine!
Meantime
