In a While Songtext
von Cayley Thomas

Seasons keep on changing
You remain the same
Always one month short of twenty-five
Your t-shirts fit me funny
Your friends gave me your records
They see you when they look into my eyes
And I still suck at foosball
I guess that′s no surprise
It's hard to win without you by my side

My my, hey hey
Forever and a day
In my thoughts you′ll stay


I miss you most at Christmas
In the family photographs
The way you'd hide your teeth behind your smile
We wonder what you'd look like
And how you′d get your hair cut
And could things have been different in a while
Maybe you′d get married
And maybe you'd have babies
And maybe we could take them to the seaside

My my, hey hey
Forever and a day
In my thoughts you′ll stay

Seasons keep on changing
You remain the same
Always one month short of twenty-five