All this running nowhere fast. All these faces that I pass. All these souls that don't reach out. Leave me feeling so without. I think you got here just in time.
The rumor going'round. Is that I haven't shed a tear. But don't they know you can't believe. Everything you hear. 'Cause ever since you left. I've been a master of disguise.
We built a little playhouse. With a front porch swing. A white picket fence. The American dream. . Step by step, stone by stone. And now you're tellin' me.
Love is such a big rush. You wanna hurry it along. 'Cause you can't get close enough. And I know it wouldn't feel wrong. . But it's all right going slowly.