Half empty plane on New Years Eve The pilot comes on, says the year is almost gone Five, four, three, two, one Looks like it's just me and the whiskey You ain't here to kiss me Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat Love birds in the row in front of

Yeah, it's hard when you're young And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love But it's hard when you're young We both know I go too

No more, no more taking it slow Almost love Almost love, but it could be love Now you're, now you're getting it close Almost love, it's almost love But what's the fun in a minute? Can you feel the tension rising? We could give it a minute When we could