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

Fom 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 foolish 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

Con't look back 'cause I won't be there

I don't have any more to spare

It's all mine!

Meantime