Sitting in the car
Looking out the window...

Look out! Here she comes!
She's running towards you...

I think about you all the time,
And how you aren't YET mine...

They are sitting on a couch
Watching other people dance...

Stick your hand down my throat
And pull out my soul...

I call your phone countless times.
Truly, more times than I can count...

She strolls onto the dance floor,
Her friends right by her side...

My heart may break,
And you may be the one to do it...

Someone told me once,
To take life slowly...

Dearest sweetheart, listen hear,
For I have for you, a message...

We stood under the shade of a tree,
In the yard surrounding the building...

We sing and dance,
In heaven, on cloud nine...