Lucero

I saw you at the beach about a month ago

Your style was so unique, got vertigo

Strung across the street, back to the house

You got my number by the door, don't wanna let you go

Next day I texted you, still feeling high

One day goes by, until you reply

My mind is gone, place tricks on me

Start writing lines in my diary

And I will let you know that I miss you

And you will keep me waiting