Incubus - 11am

seven a.m.
the garbage truck beaps as it backs up
and i start my day thinking about what i`ve thrown away
could i push rewind?
the credits traverse, signifying the end
but i missed the best part
could wel please go back to start?
forgive my indecision
then again, you`re always first when no one`s on your side
but then again, a day will come when i want off that ride
eleven a.m.
by now you would think that i would be up
but my bedsheets shade the heat of choices i`ve made
and what did i find?
i never thought I could want someone so much
cause now you`re not here and i`m knee deep in that old fear
forgive my indecision
I am only a man
Then again, you`re always first when no one`s on your side
but then again, a day will come when i want off that ride
twelve p.m. and my dusty telephone rings
heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
i hope it`s you