She's waiting and waiting,
To see the three dot
Glowing and glowing,
That means he's typing.
Her phone on her chest,
Closing her eyes,
She goes back in time
To those days
They'll stay up all night,
Texting and texting,
Till time passes by.
It hurts and hurts,
To see their fire burn out.
She thought they would have time,
But I guess she was wrong.
He gave her peace
But then he took it back.
Just pick up your phone
And reply her message.
Text ME back.