would i worry if i wouldn't care at all
  it is 3 am here, waiting for your call
  yet another day has gone by and i haven't heard from you
  thursday's got me so confused
    it is really odd that things are going great
  one foot in the worst, the other for the best
  my mind has signed a petition that is going all to you
  it feels like a dream although it's true
    wrong turn today, we can't find our destination
  one hour late, empty beds and still i'm missing you
    a timing questioned for this brand new start
  but at the stadium it all came from the heart
  i would play you all the tunes that i know you would love to hear
  in other words, won't you be my dear?