Allows himself a moment or ten
Process the day's events again
Make a move it's time to go
Wish he could make time pass slow
Leave a life behind for now
Drive to her when time allows
Late again, she frustrates him
Stirs an anger deep within
Like the breeze she can't be held
Unlike him under her spell
Worth the risk?
In control?
Take a risk
Free your soul
So unplanned
Her heart in your hand
He drives back home
She is left alone