Looked outside today and thought of younThe grass is getting long and the trees are in bloomnThen I remember that you're coming home soonnYou are comingnNever too soonnnHe is leaving yellow lines and heartsnIt takes a lion's share to get through the startnBut it takes a lamb to fall apartnAt the mention that maybe this ain't too smartnnCause we are not believersnWe are not to blamennTime these days is going fastnI find myself becoming more fond of the pastnThen I remember how it's hard to relaxnAlways asking how long a good thing lastsnnCause we are not believersnWe are not to blamenWe are not believersnWe are not to blame