The first star I see may not be a star
We can't do a thing but wait
So let's wait for one more

The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time
I'm careful but not sure how it goes
You can lose yourself in your courage

When the time we have now ends
When the big hand goes round again
Can you still feel the butterflies?
Can you still hear the last goodnight?

The [bad word] grows when I'm alone with my 'great' plans
This is what she says gets her through it:
"If I don't let myself by happy now then when?"
If not now when?

I close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me