Thirty days of solitude Is all it takes to realize my mistakes The light has turned green Gotta catch the plane of passion Time to stop wondering And redirect everything Instead to counter sheeps In hope for far-fetch dreams For it might be too late Seven years is quite enough Strike whilst the iron is hot Before the flames die down And everything's forgotten Self promises broken Oh no, no, no On bright sunny day We could be gone And never get another chance And the world is over Let's be a song and dance team And wipe the town off our feet Hum the tune and say the words Soon they'll sing alone