Pastime

Take a bottle of your best pain, drink it slowly by yourself
Stare at the TV for hours but your mind is some place else
And I pick songs for one more mix tape, trying not to go insane
Then try to rearrange the stars to make sure they spell out your name

And dream of flying high until we reach the sky
But old loneliness just grabs our feet to drag us down again

So I'm just waiting and waiting
Another day's gone by and I'm here waiting
Just waiting here for you

And while I hum a song I'm sure you'd recognize
I just realize maybe I don't feel so lonely anymore

Living in wait here, just waiting... 'cause one more day's gone by
And I only hope you spent it waiting there for me