Days Between - Northern American

There is almost too much time, it’s never enough

Think of all the places that you’d rather be

And laugh because it’s sketchy, sometimes I feel it I don’t

Summer where’s it going?

No telling when it’s blowing here

You come around every time

She’s turning up the music, just what you wanted to hear

So leave me like you found me, before you go and disappear

It’s written in the sunshine

It gets you every time

Spending the days in between

Coz after all we’re probably living

In someone else’s dream

Either way

Do you know what I mean?

It gets you every time

Spending the days in between

Coz after all we’re probably living

In someone else’s dream