It's fine that you dropped the orchid that I bought you
Smudged dirt into the carpet
Sweep it up and make the call to talk the weeks away
Take time to explain this mess we've somehow made
I've waited so so long for you to prove me wrong
Now I'm blurry eyed from a bad night in the bathroom
Thinking to a year back, standing in a staff room
Plans and secret meetings
Nervous summer heat
In days that would become to me
More than you could ever believe
Time is fastly passing and memories amassing
Walking back on silent nights
Constellations clashing
Talk the streets away
Taking turns to trade the things we said we'd never say
I've waited so so long for you to prove me wrong
6 more weeks we're waiting
I'm patient, you're impatient
Thinking to a year back standing at the station
Coy smile, arms and all
Hold out for the call
For the same old arrival
It meant more than you can ever believe