I wait for her as patiently as can be.
I wait for her, and I always know she will never arrive,
when she says she will,
for she arrives when she arrives,
and the time rolls back and forth like the sea,
and well, I wait for her patiently and I am happy,
because she means everything to me,
and maybe I am a little under the thumb,
but love is young,
and I wait for her,
and the time is well spent, in my own thoughts,
thoughts that fly like the breeze,
and how heavenly are the kisses when I arrive,
and how beautiful she looks,
and how glorious it is when she throws her arms around me,
and how wonderful it is when we hold hands,
and time unfortunately it goes far too fast,
but I am in heaven when I am with her,
and there is magic in everything that we do,
everything that we do together you and me,
magic in everything that we do together, you and me.
