I’m always waiting for the right time,
And I also know that time is now,
But then I start to feel the pressure,
Of getting my whole life together.

Is there a way for me to skate by,
Or maybe just commit to indecision.
Yeah, I don’t feel well, got to back out,
Let's reconvene in a year from now.

‘Cause all I want,
Is to know my purpose,
Or I’ll spin out and feel so worthless.

On and on I fight the setting sun,
For how much I’ll get done,
If I’m not making progress I feel like I’ll lose it all,
And I push back any rest,
To give you all my second best,
If I’m living in the moment I’m afraid of what comes next.

Did you guess I tend to overthink?
I’m here to tell you that it’s not the truth.
Unless you count when I’m awake.
Then, yeah, I tend to overthink.

I’ve rewritten this part 20 times,
So it might not make the final mix,
Another 20’s what I need,
Could someone take this mic from me?

So what comes next?
Oh what comes next?
Yeah…

I’m so obsessed with happy endings,
I should sit back and let my life unfold,
Steady as she goes.