Enjoy your time alone

The older you get the harder it is to find

Feet are worn down to the bone

I call you up to tell you what's on my mind

Six-seven-two hours from now

I'll find a way somewhere somehow

What is it to you?

What's in it for me?

I've earned the right to be selfish

Don't you agree?

Climbing up the hill

Don't know what I'll see

Something tells me you miss me

Six-seven-two hours from now

I'll find a way somewhere somehow

I'm at loss for words, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

Just don't believe everything you've heard

Six-seven-two hours from now

I'll find a way somewhere somehow

What is it to you?

What's in it for me?

I've earned the right to be selfish

Don't you agree?

Climbing up the hill

Don't know what I'll see

Something tells me you miss me

Six-seven-two hours from now

I'll find a way somewhere somehow