It was the shortest day of autumn Until the moment that I caught on I might still be forgotten I was so scared to try to kiss you Now we'd barely find an issue But you're barely finding it used Oh, it's not fair That your love should move so slow Like the faintest star lights glow Which moves swiftly, oh, I know It's just got, oh, so far to go So I sent some glances to her But they missed or went right through her Though I couldn't have aimed truer And it's not fair That your love should strike so weak And our affections seem so meek And our future'd seem so bleak And oh, we've got so far to go We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home We're not ever coming home