(Written by Steve Reter and Dan Ciarrocchi © 2009 Dropout Year)
it's 2:25. a single thought, it wakes my eyes.
finding the time to say three words in a line.
from here i see where i am in relationship to you,
and how a bed made for one's now a bed for two.
and i cannot replace this time with you. so please stay.
the puzzle piece that makes this boy complete is where you lay.
tomorrow comes too soon. pretty you. it's 2:26.
never thought i'd feel like this.
so simple, so perfect, so warm and delicate.
maybe i'll just hold you a few minutes more,
feel my heartbeat keep time with yours and stay right here,
and hear you breath me in.
cause i cannot replace this time with you.
in time i will replay this night with you.
so please stay.
the puzzle piece that makes this boy complete is where you lay.
tomorrow comes too soon.
and even though i know my way around, so close,
you promise a life to be found.
you're taking me to where I'm meant to be. pretty you.
all the things i know we'll do. in a room so dark, i see right through.
i can see us dancing in circles like nobody's watching.
we'll never have to stop ourselves from getting close enough
until we meet here just like this.
here in my arms where I held you at 2:28.
we can always feel this way. it's 2:29.
the three words i've come to find: i love you. these words are mine.