There's no time to talk are you ever gonna feel
And I'm trying
I could go and walk 
Sure never stop
But I love you
Don't you take your head of my shoulder
I know that lately I wasn't your friend
Maybe if we were much older
We could hang on to what we've got left
It rides in, rolls out
These words come out
But hang on
My friend
Cause when your ship runs into sand
I'll be there first hand

Like a hand in glove how we used to people's clothes
Without trying
You're not all you're old
And I am not a ghost
We've been hiding
Now let me take the weight of your shoulders
I know that lately I wasn't around
Maybe if we were much older
We could start over right where we left
Rides in, rolls out, these words, come out
But hang on, my friend
Cause when your ship runs into sand
I'll be there first hand

It rides in, it rolls out
It rides in, it rolls out