Текст песни Dear Brother - Job

3 am on a friday night
Driving down the highway
We're just saying nothing
Wish i could read your mind
But i barely know it at all
This is probably my fault
I wish that i could hold on to everything
I wish that i could just have another minute
Scares me to think
That we will grow up and
I'll barley know you
So one day when we are living our lives
I hope that we're just fine
Hope that i know what you are going through
One day i hope that you call me
Tell me your problems
You are just so lost dont know what to do
Heard that it is just when you're younger
That things seem harder
So im really hoping the talk is true
Just wanna be clear
That i have this big fear
I wont know you in five years
So can you stay right here
So can you stay right here