I think about it all the time That I might run out of time But I finally met my baby And a baby might be mine 'Cause maybe one day I might If I don't run out of time Would it give my life a new purpose? I was walking around in Stockholm Seriously thinking 'bout my future for the first time It was ice cold, playing demos on my iPhone I went to my friend's place and I met their baby for the first time How sublime What a joy, oh my, oh my
