“Don’t wish it away
Don’t look at it like it’s forever

Between you and me I could honestly say

That things can only get better
And while I’m away 

Dust out the demons inside

And it won’t be long before you and me run

To the place in our hearts where we hide
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues

Time on my hands could be time spent with you

Laughing like children, living like lovers

Rolling like thunder under the covers

And I guess that’s why they call it the blues
Just stare into space

Picture my face in your hands

Live for each second without hesitation

And never forget 

Wait on me 

Cry in the night if it helps

But more than ever I simply love you

More than I love life itself.”