Andreas Johnson End of the World

Babe,
you try to sail the world on your own.
Yeah, you try but you sink like a stone.
You feel a little lost, but hey.
Babe,
there's so many things left to see.
A little harbour just for you and me.
We can make it if we only believe.
We tear it up.
We move along.
It's a different beat - a different song.

This is not the end of the world, it's the beginning of a brand new day.
You know, time waits for no one.
This is not the end of the world ,it's the start of a getaway.
You know, time waits for no one.

(Babe, pack your suitcase and get ready to go.
We got the whole world to overthrow.
Ain't got the money, but we go know how.)
Hey, now, babe, there is nothing left here to prove.
We try to push it but I just won't move.
We got the rhythm, now we want the groove.
Let's tear it up.
Feel the breeze.
Move along, baby, please.

This is not the end of the world, it's the beginning of a brand new day.
You know, time waits for no one.
This is not the end of the world, it's the start of a getaway.
You know, time waits for no one.
And no one waits for time.

Seems so hollow -
hollow -
hollow.
But, you know, time
feels no sorrow -
sorrow -
sorrow.

This is not the end of the world, it's the beginning of a brand new day.
You know, time waits for no one.
(All we need is time.)
This is not the end of the world, it's the start of a getaway.
You know, time waits for no one.
No one - no one.