She's Waiting

I Never said that you're the only one
You wouldn't know it by a photograph
Only once to the best of my love
I've left the room with the projector on

I palm the sun over the sea levee
I see it break curtains come morning
I see you and yours, who was i calling?
I've practiced lying since i was 14

Theres no telling of who i might be
An almost dozen to a morning glass
That last piece of all damp air
While i'm counting pours on your shower head
I met their shoulders but didn't touch a face
I watch for hours, of course i'll wait
I clench and row by folded air
I've known only each to their own way
You're so tall, so beautiful and not mine