timekeeper Greyson Chance
"Timekeeper" by Greyson Chance is a pop ballad released in 2020. The song explores themes of nostalgia, the passage of time, and longing for lost moments. Its poignant lyrics reflect on memories and the desire to cherish fleeting experiences. Musically, it features emotive piano and Chance's powerful vocals, showcasing his growth as an artist. #Pop
[Chorus]
Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor
Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can't afford
No, this ain’t the end, no, I'm not dissuaded by your demeanor
And if you forget, the memories fade, I'll be your timekeeper
’Cause I want you more, more, more
[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
More, more, more
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
[Verse 1]
Show you that first date at the ramen place
When I picked you up late, we were happy that day
You told me 'bout your family, how they hate all your decisions
But you never felt it heavy, and you still had vision
Show you that first night when we just had sex
When your eyes rolled back to the back of your head
But now you're so damn mean, is it a cultural thing?
Guess that you forgot that night when you called me a dream, heavy
[Pre-Chorus]
And you cannot even tell me what's the reason
But you're addicted to a loneliness, that feeling
(Those flowers didn't help, huh?)
You say it's in your head, you blamed the seasons
(Shit, I hate this cold, too)
But you're addicted to a sadness, to that feeling
(Whatever, just stay on your phone)
Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor
Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can't afford
No, this ain’t the end, no, I'm not dissuaded by your demeanor
And if you forget, the memories fade, I'll be your timekeeper
’Cause I want you more, more, more
[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
More, more, more
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
[Verse 1]
Show you that first date at the ramen place
When I picked you up late, we were happy that day
You told me 'bout your family, how they hate all your decisions
But you never felt it heavy, and you still had vision
Show you that first night when we just had sex
When your eyes rolled back to the back of your head
But now you're so damn mean, is it a cultural thing?
Guess that you forgot that night when you called me a dream, heavy
[Pre-Chorus]
And you cannot even tell me what's the reason
But you're addicted to a loneliness, that feeling
(Those flowers didn't help, huh?)
You say it's in your head, you blamed the seasons
(Shit, I hate this cold, too)
But you're addicted to a sadness, to that feeling
(Whatever, just stay on your phone)
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