Say when, I'll stop twisting your arm   Listen, we don't have to grandstand   The world shows its love for you with money   You love me, well, I just think that's funny      And everybody knows   That you were backstage making history home      Somewhere it's August in the evening   That's where you'll find me changing seasons      And everybody knows   You were backstage making history a home      And I can't wait to find you sleeping all dreamed out      Next year the sky is still the same sky   But right now, everything is scared   It never will again   And you might try to save a second chance   It's gone   This perfect moment has just come and gone   You're wrong, it's gone