Текст: Nada Surf. The Weight Is a Gift. Comes a Time.

Comes a time when
You can't judge no more
Go out shopping
Can't see the store
I can't believe that
We're really all good
One of us has gone
Where they never should
Comes a time when
You really can't judge
Should go walking
You don't even budge
I can't believe how

Far we have gone
One of us has not come along
Get up and tell the sun
That you don't feel love
How long can you
Keep circling round?
Like paris, texas
'til she found out