the evenings that he drops me home
oh those depressing winter evenings when there's traffic
and
our energy is gone
but
all i want is another traffic light
so i can stare at you and not worry about a damn thing
the moment i close the door car and walk in the driveway
it kills me
it just does
i am at a point that i want to live with you
but it wont happen
i rather not think about it
and have a large bowl of ice cream
yeah ...
