This Jacket's Name is Bob

Anticipation has got me perplexed
I wanna know what happends next.
Should i stay or should i go?
I got a letter to meet you on the corner where we used to
sit and talk for hours.
Scaling up to the most high;
throwing rocks just to pass the time.
Watch them land below.

If only we could go.

Numbers seem vital with each passing day,
Capturing is crucial in everyway.
A hurried up mediocrity.
Kiss my eyes as your coming past.
Cut off a rose and put it with the rest.
Watch it land below.

if only we could go

Its getting cold (and) i wanna go. Please, let me go.

These walls contract before my eyes,
(but) it all seems normal to the passerby.
If only they would know

and if only we could go

Its getting cold (and) i wanna go. Please, let me go.

"Maybe I should meet you on the corner where we use to...."
"Its getting cold, (and) i want to go"