We see our friends getting married,
Speaking vows in front of family.
We ask ourselves as we dance through the night,
We’re almost there but not quite.
We see our friends having babies.
They’re moving on leaving the city.
You know I want a family with all my might,
You say we’re almost there but not quite
Another day, another fight.
A storm of doubts cloud my sight.
You apologise but it don’t feel right.
You’re almost there but not quite.
I’m scared to be honest, mostly with myself.
It’s hard to confront it, even as I write.
I’m scared to hurt you, I know this might.
To say I’m almost there but not quite.
Sometimes I feel so hopeful.
On days like this, I feel I’m running out of time.
But is there ever a finish line in sight?
We’re almost there but not quite.
We’re almost there but not quite.
We’re almost there but not quite.
