"He'll come, he won't"
"He'll come, he won't"
I kept mumbling those words while holding a daisy flower and picking each petals off.

"He'll come, he won't"
"He'll come, he won't"
I continued to keep on waiting and hoping, but still, you don't.

Every day I'm deducing and wondering what you're up to
Every night I want to call your number and ask if you're missing me too
Each time...