It's everything that I can do right now to not think about you moving further off with every passing second. And every night of this lonely summertime I feel you missing from my heart, a part was kidnapped from my soul. Well I can hardly wait... until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin. Well I can hardly wait... until I feel that thrill in my heart that starts inside your eyes. And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue. Yes I will. Yeah. Yeah. Yes I will. The night is aging as the sun warms your face. Won't you turn around and stay for good? The air is getting much too cold. I am nervous and anxious. It really counts this time. And you know all my favorite singers have stolen all of my best lines. Well I can hardly wait... until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin. Well I can hardly wait... until I feel that thrill in my heart that starts inside your eyes. And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue. Yes I will. Yeah. Yeah. Yes I will. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Someday I'll burn this bed, only two feet wide, but where I'll hide... for the next seventeen days. I will ask myself, "How badly do I want this?" I really want this. Well I can hardly wait... until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin. Well I can hardly wait... until I feel that thrill in my heart that starts inside your eyes. And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue. Yes I will. Yeah. Yeah. Yes I will. Yeah. Yeah. Yes I will.
