When the time runs still...

So it's like i'm waiting for a prochecy to fufill.
So it's like i'm waiting for it too stop raining and for the
sun to come shining through.
It's like i'm waiting for you to relize what you've got,
before the time runs out.
Cause when the clock starts ticking time.
It'll will fly by and still only
when you have the chance to look again you'll miss what you had before.
So take the time to glance and think and wonder what you'll have when that time runs still.

It's one path...

It's one path with a million different roads.
You could run and I could walk slow.
But it's one path with a million different roads.
Were all going towards the end but you might have skipped and
I might have slipped and lost you in the distance.
It's one path with a million different roads, i could walk to the left
and you to the right but no matter which way I turn I lose you in sight.
So i'll run just to catch your hand and with you we could walk the path with a million
different roads as one.

It's like were waiting...

It's like were waiting for the same train.
But i'm in New York and your in Spain.
Your are six hours in lead but those six
hours could be six years to me.
So it's like were waiting for the same train.
But I know your's is coming first.
I could probably catch up but it might take me those
six years to find you again. Cause you always had the lead.
And now your gone and I still wait cause those six hours,
are now six years and i'm lost within my tears.