It was the shortest day of autumn
Until the moment that I caught on
I might still be forgotten

I was so scared to try to kiss you
Now we'd barely find an issue
But you're barely finding it used
Oh, it's not fair

That your love should move so slow
Like the faintest star lights glow
Which moves swiftly, oh, I know
It's just got, oh, so far to go

So I sent some glances to her
But they missed or went right through her
Though I couldn't have aimed truer

And it's not fair
That your love should strike so weak
And our affections seem so meek
And our future'd seem so bleak
And oh, we've got so far to go

We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home
We're not ever coming home