Verse 1:
You sit in the parking lot, waiting for Stacy
Late on a Sunday night

You tried calling, but never got out
To go knock on her door

And it's ok to wait
Just know that she may never show 

And you might get left out in the cold
So be ready
Be ready

Verse 2:
Mid November
Has brought you together
On no certain terms 

You've no guarantee
Of what she wants
Or if you'll ever be more

And if you're like me
You're sitting on the sidewalk
And you've been waiting for what seems like forever 

And you're trying so hard to hold on
But you feel like you've lost what you never had
To begin with