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 [x2]

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 [x2]

without you here I feel my fear [x4]