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 play 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,
if you and i let go with me to second street and main as we turn around for praise,
i miss your pretty face
Too scared to play my eyes are too dilated to see without you here i feel my fear [x2]
without you here i feel my fear [x4]