all to myself

I draw the double yellow lines but our paths seem to ignore them

And it's weird I never meet you in the same place as before

I have to laugh, it's kinda sad, I kinda wish I saw you more

And my patience is a virtue but the waiting is a chore

I look up at the stars and wonder if you see them too

For you I'd watch you point out constellations I already knew

But I wouldn't dare to say a word, no I couldn't do that to you

And I can't help but think about the next time you'll be passing through

And I can't do a thing I'm helpless

And I can't find the words I'm breathless