he'll be home soon
it's too late for practicing
we never had to before
but if it's still there, it's there
and if it's not, it's not
and i can't believe those old feelings won't be there
wanting me

we had both been
waiting so long, dreams fading
is there hope for us
i have even tried to plan our first embrace
and i can't believe those old feelings won't be there
and if it's not, what then
can you shake my hand and say "good luck my friend"
i don't need a friend
when i whisper something soft
you'll be a thousand miles from here