I quit lookin at the clock

It will only bring me down and it wont bring you here

If I pulled out all the stops and a little less in my hair

Could I bring you here is my favorite white bic light

It can undark every night and keep it with you close

As I wave your eastbound plane away

Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear

Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear

Without you here I feel my fear

I don't wanna rock I wanna roll on top

Of you and I let go with me to second street and A as we tear up the place

I miss your pretty face

Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear

Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear

Without you here I feel my fear

Without you here I feel my fear

Without you here I feel my fear