now, i wasn't sure at firstnbut there's a bounce in my step todaynand if i were drunk enough, i'd tell youni've loved you since the third gradenwhen you handed me a cupcake, remembernon your eleventh birthday, remembernand i reached in for a kiss from younbut you shrunk back - ewnnnow you kiss me every morningnand every afternoonnand often in between them,nit's what i'd like you to donnyou're driving in your beat up carnstuck in rush hournand i'm on the phone with younsaying, i guess the slow lane is just awful slow todaynnbut you'll be here by morningnyes you'll drive the whole night throughnjust to meet me on the front lawnnit's what i'd like you to donni've been inking up my fingersnbusy writing you a letternand i'll stick it in the doorframeni love you, please stay with me,nstay with mennso you can kiss me every morningnand every afternoonnand often in between them,nit's what i'd like you to donnand if i ever find another,nwell, i'd still love you toonand if you find another woman,nwell, i'd move next door to younand i'd be looking out my windownevery single god damn daynjust crossing all my fingers,nhoping you'll come out to play