I'm Afraid There's a Hole In My Brain

I dream a little bit about the chance of seeing you And outside stays true And outside through the window pane And the hole in my brain I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself And honey, it's stunning At such a peculiar pace I see the wrinkles in your face Start to deepen and form And outside through the window pane And the hole in my brain I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself I'm getting, getting, getting hold of myself And I said we'll run until the sun burns out And I'd like to know Who wants to run until the sun burns out? And I'd like to, Id like to And I said we'll run until the sun burns out And I'd like to know Who wants to run until the sun burns out? And I'd like to, Id like to Honey, it's fitting At such an unusual time I see the freckles and the lines Start to darken and sag And I said we'll run until the sun burns out And I'd like to know Who wants to run until the sun burns out? And I'd like to, Id like to And I said we'll run until the sun burns out And I'd like to know Who wants to run until the sun burns out? And I'd like to, Id like to And I said we'll run until the sun burns out Run until the sun burns out Who wants to run until the sun burns out? Run until the sun burns out