Scott Helman
Papa
[Verse 1]
You don't have much time left so
Let's use up what we got
Yeah, it's on days like this I
Wish we believed in God

[Pre-Chorus]
You're looking back at your life
I'm looking forward at mine
It's true but it don't make sense
That we’re both running out of time

[Chorus]
Remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We'd laugh, me and Jack, saying, “Papa, I'm scared”
Now I’m really scared

[Verse 2]
You talk just like the old you
And then you start to cough
I'm tryin' to be strong but
It's obvious I'm not

[Pre-Chorus]
You're looking back at your life
I'm looking forward at mine
It's true but it don't make sense
That we're both running out of time