I regret I don't have a good view of you
I wish we could converse on what's new
But minutes you and I share are spare and few
Moments we do share aren't like we used to
Around your waist crop circles I trace
I can vaguely make out outlines of your face
Slow down you whisper it's not a race
Let's not let tonight go to waste
What am I supposed to do
When I'm not right there next to you