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