I was born in 1989
All we could do
No shakes or coughs or burst relief
Or lists of all our things
Just minutes making minds

I was born in 1989
All we could do
But the making never made
The comers never came
But I, I still felt that awful news

It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go

I was born in 1989
And it'll be over soon
No moon children or people's sun
No ringing in my ears
When I, I still felt that awful news

It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go

It was patience that we had
And the miles we had left
That held us there
Until we could let go (if our hearts would ever come around)

I was born in 1989
All we could do

And I didn't hurt nobody
In our minds, in our minds
And I didn't hurt nobody
And I, I still felt that awful news

It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us here
Until we could let go

It was patience that we had
And the miles that we had left
That held us here
Until we could let go (if our hearts would ever come around)

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): John Baldwin Gourley