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
