Listen

Listen, listen. I'm listening carefully To where exactly you might be, Cause I've had enough waiting, I've had enough waiting For you. I'm thinking, I'm thinking Of growing old with someone As beautiful as you. Just ask me to. Just ask me to. You. I'm recalling, recalling Putting on jackets way too thin To fight against snow way too thick, And it coming down sideways, And you clearing my eyes. I've had a little too much to think. I've had a little too much to think. And empty rooms tend to make Me believe in you. Surrounded by everything, I am Boxed and labeled, ready to go. Not before time, not before time. I'm listening, I'm listening.