The meantime

Hold on Hold out Your day's full Ok, that's fine I don't mind The meantime You've got your things to do Places you Have to go So and so I don't mind the meantime If I could count From then til now I'd count too high I can't help but think about the meantime Saving time Spending it poorly I've been pretty foolish in The meantime If what comes next is So damn precious Why should I mind What you're doing meanwhile? Lately I've been Lost in thought Around the clock Hands are flying and I can tell you're running out of meantime Now I know it's over too quick Got my finger on Where it's all gone Don't look back 'cause I won't be there I don't have anymore to spare It's all mine! Meantime