Give It Time Songtext
von Old 97’s

when I saw you for the first time
I thought I might be sick
that combination of joy and compulsion
and you were the reason for it
and in the blink of an eyelid
you were in my ride
I was wasted thought you′d laugh when I kissed you
though I guess it makes sense that you cried
give it time give it time give it time
it will break you
from our house I heard voices so far away
there's no difference between ropes and roses when you′ve got nothin' good to say
and in the blink of an eyelid
you become someone else
I try to find you but you are on a island
and I guess I have to tell myself
give it time give it time give it time
it will break you
when I saw you for the last time
I sweat right through my shirt
I'm no professional heartbreak′s just a pastime
but that don′t mean it don't hurt