From the recording Home - Volume 2
Lyrics
I’m waiting for the years to come
Hurry, tell me that they’re here
And we can see all the difference all the time has made
If we were worth all of this commotion
Remember me?
I didn’t know my left hand from my right
Remember me?
I’d rather run away than stand and fight
Remember me?
And all my little problems:
Sex and insecurities
Aches and pains and shit for brains
And this is where I am
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there
I’m looking at the time that’s gone
Was it wasted or well spent?
The problems of the past now seem
Of little consequence
Remember me?
I’d come running to you all the time
Remember me?
My shyness overcame this mouth of mine
Remember me?
And all my little problems:
Sex and insecurities
Aches and pains and shit for brains
And this is where I am
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
And all my little problems:
Sex and insecurities
Aches and pains and shit for brains
And this is where I am
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t want to be on my own when I get there