The Present
James Fauntleroy
[Verse]
It's hard letting go, already
But the way you're wrapped up and down
What's up with that, where did you go?
Let me know if you don't mind
Girl, I will wait forever
But it ain't no time like the present
Might be Heaven, all right here and now, I feel it now
Girl, as real as is might be for right now
Girl, I'm trying not to tear it all down
I'll go slow, go slow
I'll go slow, go slow