Lyrics
Has it been a century or a couple hours?
I don't believe in ancient wisdom, but it's in the stars
Thinking of you each night, just like I was born to
I should get a PhD in yearning all the time
I've pined for you my whole life
Morning, noon, and night
And I'll pine 'til the day I die
Yes, it's wrong, but why?
Roses growing backwards in my yard
Rain rising up to the sky
I fell in your hands, it changed the world (I fell in your hands, it changed the world)
I challenge a man to want you more (I challenge a man to want you more)
Oh, they think they compete with my love
But I've pined for you my whole life
Morning, noon, and night
And I'll pine 'til the day I die
Yes, it's wrong, but why?
I hold hands with your shadow
Spend the night with your ghost, oh
And I can't wait for tomorrow
When I can stay home all day
Just waste away
And pine for you my whole life
Oh, why does it feel so good to pine?
Every hour, every minute, every year
'Til the ending of all time