Wasting Time

There's a gentle artifice to loving

That to it all we gently bring

You know, I learned how to kiss you

Watching old movies starring James Dean

And the candles we light

For atmosphere are mostly made in Tokyo or Taiwan

Sometimes I think I love you most when you're off somewhere gone

These things take patience

And good taste

And a taste for wasting time

I love you wasting mine

You fill the empty hours just fine

You know you ask for the moon, they bring you these dying stars

A thousand points of blight

A million unmade beds like fading smiles

At least they brighten up the night for a little while

A story of too much too soon and not enough

Later, already begun to hate her

I've seen it all before

We take want and the rest we need

It leaves us clamoring for more and more and more

Just wait till now becomes then

You'll see how happy we were

You'll concur

You'll agree

You'll see

Listen to me

In the candlelight, tonight's atmosphere

You look kinda like a movie star, it's true

And I gotta pinch myself to make sure you're still here

You're my favorite thing, my favorite thing to do