Did you get cold feet
Did I suddenly seem like a bad idea
I know you said things were hectic
But wouldn't some extra support help?

It seems that this is a pattern
So much said over the phone
Guts spilled out in text messages
Skype and phone calls
And we are left with none to go through with it.

I wanted so bad to hold you
I was so close I could taste it
Is this my place and purpose?
Am I to be support from command
Not on the ground but in a tower?

It will be okay.
It hurts but I'm not hurt
I still want to be here for you
I feel no animosity; no regret
So come over and sit next to me
And let's watch another movie