Make Your Move

Decide and act
There’s no time to relax
Don’t you know?
That we won’t last
If you won’t grab your things and come home.

I’m over this waiting
And I know I’m complaining.

But don’t just look at me and say
All these words but never change
What’s the point of hanging ‘round
On this ship if it’s going down
So I’m leaving this to you
You gotta make your move

Don’t walk, run
We won’t always be young
Don’t you know?
If I hold my tongue
All these years will be gone, just come home

You know that I’m patient
But I’m tired of complaining
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