I'm sitting in the office wishing love was so much simpler
Hearing the romantic symphony play, nervously I head the dance floor and though awkward, I start
Breathing deeply, talking to myself: 'If we only had the courage to dance to the beat of our heart'
Timing was a concern then with you I don't know what it is now
I know I'm not perfect and still I muster enough courage to be honest somehow
I'm saying my peace, praying for enlightenment on whatever there might be between us
Tell me if I need to move on and start entertaining other guys
In the attempt to soften this stubborn and rigid heart of mine
I think of you and I pine for the absent, the vague and indeterminate, convincing myself that I'm fine
Please don't mind my reaction and just be honest with what you feel
I can take whatever your answer will be, after all I did wait for four years
