At The Stadium

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?