Ohh-oh, oh

It's very sentimental and it means a lot to me, oh
Better settled down
Than playing games through gritted teeth, oh
When you light the fire all your fears about it die
You're telling everybody
All those years of killing time
I wasn't satisfied at twenty-five or twenty-three, oh
Will you let me find it?
How much faster can it be? Oh
I'm telling everybody but advice is all I find
Oh babe I'm paralyzed
Just let me find some kind of life

Oh hold on
When the twenty-first century's gone
We hold on
Move along
When you're finally finding your song
Then hold on
Move along

No it doesn't matter what it is or cannot be, oh
Where's the war I'm fighting?
It's just not fierce enough for me, oh
Thanks for playing keeper but I don't need a nine-to-five, oh
When you found the diamonds
All your tears were still inside, oh
When we find the money, all our dreams become untrue, oh
But baby if you let me
I'll do anything for you, oh
When you get the money, oh
Will you get the mind
All the innocence is burning
Can you feel a better time?

Oh hold on
When the twenty-first century's gone
We hold on
Move along
When you're finally finding your song
Then hold on
Move along

Oh hold on
When the twenty-first century's gone
We hold on
Move along
When you're finally finding your song
Then hold on
Move along

Oh let it go
'Cause the song that's in my head
It's unintentional
Baby let it go

It's just a place I know
But the song that's in my head
It's unintentional
Gotta let it go

Oh then you know
But this song that's in my head it's unintentional
Baby let it go

It's just a place I know

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Writer(s): Benedict Langmaid, Eleanor Jackson