Fifteen Minutes Songtext
von Emily Kinney

I don′t wanna start a band
I wanna start a family
I don't want a follow back
I wanna follow through
I don′t really know where I put those 15 minutes I found
But it doesn't really matter as long as you're around

Lit up hot on a TV screen
Cryin′ to strangers about my dreams
Drinkin′ champagne on my own
Scrollin' through pictures on a telephone
In a hotel room

If I could get those 15 back
I′d give 'em to you

I don′t wanna take your time
I wanna take your weekends
I don't wanna hold you back
I wanna hold your hand
I don′t really know where I put those 15 minutes I found
But it doesn't really matter as long as you're around


Oh, a star to watch on your magazine page
But stars, you know, they live so far away
Drinkin′ champagne on their own
Scrollin′ through pictures on a telеphone
In a hotel room

If I could get thosе 15 back
I'd give ′em to you

I know you think you want it
You're sure it′s worth the big trade
But take it from one that's lived it
Nothin′ is better, nothin' is better
Than the love we just made

Seekin' stories is a noble cause
But seekin′ fame will leave you lost
Drinkin′ champagne on your own
Scrollin' through pictures on a telephone
In a hotel room

If I could get those 15 back
If I could get those 15 back
If I could get those 15 back
I′d give 'em to you