I am long on staying 
I am slow to leave 
Especially when [bad word] to you my friend 
You have taught me to slow down 
And to prop up my feet 
It's the fine art of being who I am 

And I can't figure out 
Why you want me around 
I'm not the smartest person I have ever met 
But somehow that doesn't matter 
No it never really mattered to you at all 

And at the risk of wearing out my [bad word] 
At the risk of self-discovery 
I'll take every moment 
And every minute that you'll give me 

And I can think of time when families all lived together 
Four generations in one house 
And the table was full of good food 
And friends and neighbors 
That's not how we like it now 

Cause if you sit at home you're a loser 
Couldn't you find anything better to do 
Well no I couldn't think of one thing 
I would rather waste my time on than sitting here with you 

And at the risk of wearing out my [bad word] 
At the risk of self-discovery 
I'll take every moment 
And every minute that you'll give me 

And I wish all the people I love the most 
Could gather in one place 
And know each other and love each other well 

And I wish we could all go camping 
And lay beneath the stars 
And have nothing to do and stories to tell 
We'd sit around the campfire 
And we'd make each other laugh remembering when 
You're the first one I'm inviting 
Always know that you're invited, my friend 

And at the risk of wearing out my [bad word] 
At the risk of self-discovery 
I'll take every moment 
And every minute that you'll give me 
Every moment and every minute that you'll give me 
Every moment and every minute that you'll give me 
Every minute