Sorry, I’m in a bit of a hurry
Watching the weeds grow
It sounds strange, I know
No, I’m fine, honestly, don’t worry

Sorry, I’m not that much fun
Once I liked the party life
But now the lights hurt my eyes
And I don’t like the sun

One day my words won’t be empty
One day my voice will be mine
One day my smile will return again
But I’m sorry in the meantime,
In the meantime.

Sorry, I’m really rather busy
I’m just waiting for a day
Waiting for a beautiful boy
He is coming. Is he?

Sorry, I’m not quite myself
I’m drifting through the motions
Swallow herbal potions
Life’s better on the higher shelf

One day my words won’t be empty
One day my voice will be mine
One day my smile will return again
But I’m sorry in the meantime

And in the meantime, it’s that time again
Time to put on my face again
Time for the old song and dance routine
In the meantime, it’s that time again
Smile and slowly count to ten
Leafing through some shallow magazine

One day my words won’t be empty
One day my voice will be mine
One day my smile will return again
But I’m sorry in the meantime

One day my words won’t be empty
One day my voice will be mine
One day my smile will return again
But I’m sorry in the meantime,

In the meantime.