Making out

Yeah... I'm on the second floor with a lock on my door I'm looking at a picture of your face The last time I looked you were looking really good But somehow pictures fade Then we're on the phone and we're all alone But that just ain't good enough I go around the world to see your face 'Cause this just ain't good enough So I'm just kicking it I'm counting the days I hardly can wait For us to hang out I'm really missing it In so many ways I anticipate us making out (Here comes another one) Sip my morning tea but you're not next to me Here goes another day I'm driving in my car I wonder how you are When our favorite music plays And there are flowers above to my surprise But that just ain't good enough And I got the note It gave me hope But that just ain't good enough So I'm just kicking it I'm counting the days I hardly can wait For us to hang out I'm really missing it in so many ways I anticipate us making out