Another moment spent in this place
With shuttle jogs and scripts
Cut to cut, euro cups, crimes and politics
My eyes are set on the screen
I'm focusing but all I see is her
I'm dreaming of a conversation
It's sad to know it didn't happened at all
I'm trying to be cool
But acted like a fool
I hope I get the chance
To buy her some sweet cold strawberry juice
Another message sent at 1 AM
With hopes that she'll reply
A bunch of cheesy words, meaningless
Well I guess it's worth the try
Another minute passed
I'm waiting here
Should I make a call?
My hopes are flying high in the sky
It's sad to know that there's no reply at all