11am

7am...
The garbage truck beeps as it backs up
And I start my day thinking about what I’ve thrown away...
Could I push rewind?
All the credits rolled in signifying the end
But I missed the best part
Could we please go back to the start?
Forgive my indecision

11am
By now you would think that I would be up
But my bed sheets shade the heated choices I made....
What did I find?
I never thought I could want someone so much
Cause now you’re not here
And I’m knee deep in my own fear
Forgive my indecision...
I am only a man...

12 pm and my dusty telephone rings...
Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
I hope its you... there... ooooooohh....

Incubus