someone somewhere is waiting for me
to come along and give them light
which is not mine to give
someone will wait a long time
to realize what she has
that someone is longing for me to ride up
at sunset and whisk her away
but i don't own a horse
and couldn't ride one anyway
someone with long blond hair is sitting
in a chair looking at the stars
wishing for me...
why?
what is so special about me
that she would give up all she ever knew
just to ride on my nonexistent horse?
she's beautiful and kind and her laugh drives him wild
but she cannot see and he cannot speak
what makes him crazy is her
and i can't find her because i am here
watching my girl
wait for someone else