She locks the door every time I walk out
Even if I’m only taking out the trash
Her need to feel secure used to drive me mad
Now it’s one of the things I’ve grown to love

She swears she needs eight hours of sleeping
But can’t fall asleep until I am in bed
An early bird moved in to the night owl’s nest
And it’s one of the things I’ve grown to love

So give it time, give it time
You have to wait through the winter cold
For the spring sunshine
I’m the soil she’s the seed
Give it time and the flowers just grow on me

Sometimes I felt like giving up forever
When we’re fighting in some little civil war
But when we lay the weapons down
We find we’re closer than before
And that’s one of the things I’ve grown to love

So give it time, give it time
You have to wait through the winter cold
For the spring sunshine
I’m the soil she’s the seed
Give it time and the flowers just grow on me

Don’t throw in the towel

Love is nothing like what I expected
I had no idea it would expect so much of me
But it’s worth committing to
And if you don’t believe

Just give it time, give it time
You have to wait through the winter cold
For the spring sunshine
I’m the soil she’s the seed
Give it time and the flowers just grow on me