Anyone would think
I had no time to waste,
That all I do is sink
Into a constant haste.
But all of that is for
A chance to be with you
And not have to do more
Than you would want me to.
I run and hurry on
As quickly as I can
So other things are gone
And I'm alone your man
Then I can slow and be
With you in harmony.
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