The plane’s wing is longer than I can reach
It’s not your plane
But I don’t know when your’s is coming.
The rain chinks of the wings
Silvery and soft
My clothes are drenched and likely ruin
But I can hear your voice in my head
Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
I closed my eyes
And let the rain hit my face
It was cool
And wet
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
And I am just too tired to buy a ticket
I am too tired to run away with you
and I am too tired to stop being patient.
I hope that I am good to you,
I hope that I will wait long enough
When I get upset that you aren’t here
Or that I haven’t heard from you,
I fear that you don’t like me anymore
Or that I don’t like you.
Most days I don’t mind waiting,
But today I want you to walk home
In the rain
Slashing at the sidewalk
Through the mud and shadows
Under the streetlamps flickering on,
With me
*Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way