if this should end tomorrow
all our best laid plans
and all our typical fears
am [bad word] out of lifetimes
this is not the first time
something ends in just tears

but tomorrow i can't imagine
how am i supposed to know
what's yet to go down
is there only one religion
the kind that whispers
when [bad word] around

the world can wait
the world can wait
i want to drink the water from your well
i want to tell you things i'll never tell
the world can wait
the world can wait
i'm wide awake
and the world can wait

i want to feel and then some
i have five senses
i need thousands more at least
every day a page of paper

every night a photograph
a moveable feast

so fade to black and white now
roll the movie of my life
inside of my head
'cause like all [bad word] believers
i am [bad word] skeptical
of all that i have said

the world can wait
the world can wait
i want to drink the water from your well
i want to tell you things i'll never tell
the world can wait
the world can wait
i'm wide awake
and the world can wait

haven't i said enough
haven't i said far too much
haven't i done enough
haven't i done far too much
far too much
the world can wait