Walking this building's halls lined with linoleum floors
Up the 72 steps to apartment 604
Yet my eyes stay open as I fiddle with my keys
To see the black haired girl who lives on the floor right over me

The clicking of her heels tell me that she's frustrated
On her cell as she passes by, leaving me inebriated
Looks at me and halfway smiles, my goofy grin replies
Hoping she can see the shine past the tired in my eyes

Oh, when she walks upstairs, my mind just keeps pushing me
Tell her it'll be okay, and then just ask her out to eat
Then my hand slides for my doorknob and my feet walk in the room
My heart calling me an idiot, my brain say, "Next time? Next time! Soon!"
Yeah...

Undo my tie and collar, lie upon my bed
As the girl who lives on the seventh floor just runs through my head
And my body is dead to the world, but my head won't let me sleep
My ears focus to the ceiling as I hear her stepping feet

Muffled yelling and frustration, she talks to her friend
Saying how she wishes all the bull would finally end
Lying on my back, eyes closed as I imagine myself as the cure
Instead of the guy with the goofy smile, his passion strong but obscured

And so 704 is the heaven that is one floor away
Yet my feet stay limp on the bed, so lazily they lay
Heart screaming, wanting, needing, wishing so hard that I could weep
But work was hard. I am lazy. So I choose to sleep