What Future Songtext
von Analog Dog

The moments here again would you look at the time
I′m late again Lauren, it's 8:09
The New York nights they write their own goodbyes
The morning gun goes off come back to life

And all you had to say was


And natures made the finest technicolor TV
You can see it all up here at thirty thousand feet
The San Francisco shade is the place to hide
The heat is on the rise but we′ve still got time

And all that's left to say is

I will waste my time with you
I feel fine
It's perfect

And I will fall in line for you
I don′t mind
It′s worth it