Fifteen Minutes

I don’t wanna start a band

I wanna start a family

I don’t want a follow back

I want a follow through

And I don’t really know where I put those fifteen minutes I found

But it doesn’t really matter as long as you’re around

I been lit up hot on a TV screen

Cryin’ to strangers about my dreams

Drinking champagne on my own

Scrollin’ through pictures on my telephone in a hotel room

If I could get those fifteen back

I’d give them to you

I don’t want to take your time

I wanna take your weekends

I don’t wanna hold ya back

I wanna hold your hand

I don’t really know where I put those fifteen minutes I found

But it doesn’t seem to matter as long as you’re around

The star to watch on your magazine page

But stars, ya know, they live so far away

Drinking champagne on their own

Scrolling through pictures on the telephone

In a hotel room

If I could get those fifteen back

I’d give ‘em to you

I know you really want it

You’re sure it’s worth the trade

But take it from someone who’s lived it

Nothing is better, no nothing is better

Than the love we just made

I don’t want to start a band

I want to start a family

And I don’t want a follow back

I want to follow through

And I’m not sure where I put those fifteen minutes I found

But they don’t matter to me as long as your around

If I could get those fifteen back

I’d give ‘em to you