Linger (Little Hours)

Words and music by Jen Chapin
© 2000 Purple Chair Music (ASCAP)

I like to linger in the closing of eyes
before I snatch up the prize of sweet slumber
I like to linger in the cool of the grass
after I fall on my ass in the dew

So do you
like to linger 
to twirl time round your finger
though the world tries to push you into tight little hours?

Little hours

I like to linger when the party is dying
and I'm the only one trying to have fun
I like to flip through all my pages of past
to make all my stories last forever

Did you ever
live to linger
to twirl time round your finger
though the world tries to push you into tight little hours?

Little hours

I could live a whole life
of play-by-plays
of why-didn't I says?
of yesterdays

My sense of progress has me going in circles
just one step forward can take the whole day
I'm here in nowhere still there's so much to see
maybe nowhere is my place to be
maybe nowhere is my place to be

Don't you see the need to linger
to twirl time round you finger
though the world tries to push you into tight little hours?

Little hours