Lyrics

It's 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.