Young lovers, without much

Save each other, isn't that enough

Paint the future, a little day by day

Making plans with no regard for what might come our way



This cup fills up so quickly

There's so much on our plate

Between the living and the learning

Some things must wait



So we never got to Paris

And found the caf of our dreams

But our table holds a whole world of memories

No, we never went to Venice

And strolled the streets alone

But we built our worlds together and we got the best of both



There's still wonder in our eyes

But we see each other in a different light

Yet the future isn't always clear

Now the question is where do we go from here



This cup fills up so quickly

There's too much on our plate

Between the living and the dying

Some things must wait



So we never got to Paris

And found the caf of our dreams

But our table holds a whole world of memories

No, we never went to Venice

And strolled the streets alone

But we built our worlds together and we got the best of both



This cup fills up so quickly

There's too much on our plate

Between the living and the dying

Some things must wait



So we never got to Paris

And found the caf of our dreams

But our table holds a whole wide world of memories

No, we never went to Venice

And strolled the streets alone

But we built our worlds together and we got the best



We may never get to Paris

And find the caf of our dreams

But our table still will hold a world of memories

If we never get to Venice

And roam the streets alone

We'll hold our worlds together and we'll keep the best of both