About to Meet You

School bus yellow and nervous exhaustion
Crossed arms, crossed legs, and messed up hair
Bluebird white line, you’re my destination
Crooked smiles and I’ll be waiting for you there
I wish my feet felt the need to move
When “Cherry, Cherry” turns to “Brown Eyed Girl”
I wish lost time had the healing power
And I wish I’m about to meet you
I wish each messenger bears a revelation
I wish you introduce yourself to me
I wish I was master of the springtime and then some
Not slave to fading opportunity
I wish my feet felt the need to move
When “Cherry, Cherry” turns to “Brown Eyed Girl”
I wish lost time had the healing power
And I wish I’m about to meet you
I wish I’m about to meet you