You can stretch your arm out
And you can keep your people at that length for as long as they'll stay
And you can't tell everyone everything
And not everyone needs or wants to hear everything anyway

But for me, it's alright --
I can wait until the end of the night
So when I tell ya four and four makes eight
And ya tell me that haste is gonna make you waste
Just remember not to lock the garden gate
'cause I'm comin' when ya call
But I'm four hours away

But for me, it's alright --
I can wait until the end of the night;
And for you, it's o.k. --
Everyone's gonna tell ya what they wanna hear anyway
You can stretch your arm out
And you can keep your people at that length for as long as they'll stay
And you can't tell everyone everything
And not everyone needs or wants to hear everything anyway

But for me, it's alright --
I can wait until the end of the night
So when I tell ya 4+4=8
And ya tell me that haste is gonna make us waste
Just remember not to lock the garden gate
'cause I'm comin' when ya call
But I'm 4 hours away

But for me, it's alright --
I can wait until the end of the night;
And for you, it's o.o. --
Everyone's gonna tell ya what they wanna hear anyway