Waiting for your call, I'm sick
Call, I'm angry
Call, I'm desperate for your voice
Listening to the song we used to sing in the car
Do you remember, Butterfly, Early Summer
It's playing on repeat
Just like when we would meet, like when we would meet
I was born to tell you I love you,
And I am torn to do what I have to,
To make you mine
Stay with me tonight