Matchbox Twenty

When the slow parade went past
And it felt so good
You knew it couldn't last
All too soon the end is gonna come without a warning
Then you ought to just go home
And the way it all went back
And somebody said "come on, it's getting late."
And you fought to hold my hand
If you just look the other way
Now you wish that you had stayed
And there so much more that you could see if you just stick around
And all the street light secrets
Whisping for you to come back out.
Oh, no
There's so much more that you need to work out
Oh, no
And you don't want that parade to leave you now
Right now
And the days are all the same
In a town so big and no one knows your name