You look away, you’re speaking with your back turned. Summer’s gone and it left me with a sunburn Whatever happened to our afternoons? Just assumed that you lost me like a left turn I spent my childhood lookin at the stage Waiting for the day it would be me and I could say “Slow down…” That’s my philosophy
I get by Making the best of what was mine If you think this could be what you want Then you just gotta try You won’t mind Playing a victim of the time ‘Cuz I swear it’s getting better yeah That’s my philosophy
It could be over in a moment The curtain falls before you know it Looking forward towards the next scene Remember back when we were young and still above? We’re falling in and out of love and then again before the bell rings If you take a trip through my mind Who knows just what you’ll find Stop dead in your tracks from her eyes Then put it all together That’s my philosophy
I get by Making the best of what was mine If you think this could be what you want Then you just gotta try You won’t mind Playing a victim of the time ‘Cuz I swear it’s getting better yeah That’s my philosophy
Remember the look upon her face Remember the way she loved the chase If we ever go back there someday I’d never, ever, let her get away
It’s drinking away the summer days A moment in time we can’t replace I won’t let my life go to waste That’s my philosophy
I get by Making the best of what was mine If you think this could be what you want Then you just gotta try You won’t mind Playing a victim of the time ‘Cuz I swear it’s getting better yeah
I get by Making the best of what was mine If you think this could be what you want Then you just gotta try You won’t mind Playing a victim of the time ‘Cuz I swear it’s getting better yeah whoa, whoa