Those boys

Those boys are asking for my time
I don’t wanna give my time away

Neighbours are knocking on my time
But I’ll get back another day

Strangers are begging for my time
I don’t want to risk my time away

Teachers are planning up my time
I don’t want to organise my time today

Gathering all those broken dreams
Nothing is ever like it seems
And you will wait for me
Wait for me
Wait for me
Wait for me

Old lovers are returning for my time
I don’t wanna give my time away

Sellers calling, politely screwing up my time
They’ll get back to me another day

And the ones in charge claim they aim for changing my time
No oh, I don’t want to hear a word they say

All the moms and dads and pets are worried ’bout my time
Honoured – but I don’t want to worry today

Gathering all those torn up threads
Nothing turned out the way we said
But you will wait for me
You will wait for me
You will wait for me