The Waits

She called back and said, "I'm sorry, this distance thing is getting to me-
You're getting to me."
I didn't think
You never thought
I didn't think
You never thought that things would get this far

Stumbling out my back door, climbing the stairs to your apartment-
I hope like hell you're still awake
Then reality halts my hope-
I dreamed the whole scenario and you're 2,000 miles away

I called back and said, "I'm sorry-
This distance thing is getting to me, you're getting to me."
You flew out
You had to leave
I came home. I had to leave again
Is this really getting easier?

Knocking on your front door
The doorbell's been broken since September...irrelevant thoughts keep my mind going astray
Then reality halts my hope
I'm daydreaming in Florida
You're asleep on your couch at home

I hope like hell you mean it when you say that I'm worth the waits
I hope like hell you mean it when you say that I'm worth the waits
I hope like hell you mean it when you say that I'm worth the waits
I hope like hell you mean it when you say that I'm worth the waits

She called back and said, "I'm sorry, this distance thing is getting to me-
You're getting to me."
She called back and said, "I'm sorry, this distance thing is getting to me-
You're getting to me."