Listen

Listen, listen.
I'm listening carefully
To where exactly you might be,
'Cause I've had enough waiting,
I've had enough waiting
For you.

I'm thinking, I'm thinking
Of growing old with someone
As beautiful as you.
Just ask me to.
Just ask me to.
You.

I'm recalling, recalling
Putting on jackets way too thin
To fight against snow way too thick,
And it coming down sideways,
And you clearing my eyes.

I've had a little too much to think.
I've had a little too much to think.
And empty rooms tend to make
Me believe in you.

Surrounded by everything, I am
Boxed and labeled, ready to go.
Not before time, not before time.

I'm listening, I'm listening.