It's been too much time To write this song I've been a way I've been gone But I think this time I'll change my way I think I'll write a song today I think I'll lose When we first met, I think you knew, It could be bad, or it could be you That will change the way I use to feel Two marching bands up on the hill I think I'll play But if I leave in the summer And green turns brown Heat turns cold It takes time to see the gold Sad times, Loving you Spent too much time Being afraid, I used to stare, I used to wait But I think this time I'll have my days With northern lights, crystal nights and stay Above the blue It could be late, But here's my song When I get back will you be home 'Cause I think I've changed my way But I still feel, That two marching bands are better than to kill One man's band Sad times Are leaving you.
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