She waited for the light to turn green on me and her. She waited for me to speak those three little words. I dragged out a promise that I'd never make up.
Just holding your hand. While the sea breeze blows. And the waves roll in. Swaying those boats. Girl, it makes me think. I'd like to rock you sweet. .
It's out of my hands,. And all I can do is wait,. It's the not knowing that has put me in this state,. The minutes feel like hours,. The tension is too great,.