second time.

maybe you could fix me up, i could do the same for you
and maybe sometime soon, we can spend some time alone to talk about the things we should talk about.
tell me ’bout the time when everything’s a mess,
tell me ’bout the time I haven’t heard it yet,
tell me ’bout the time, tell me ’bout the time,
tell me ’bout the time. all you need is time.

Sometimes a song comes along, sometimes a whole album, that feels like it was written for you. And all the things you never could say, well you hear someone else singin’ them to you.