There's a plane, it's headed for London 
Twenty-four hours more and he'll be on it 
And I can't show my love, and I can't stop it 
Ooh, I can't stop it 

There's a house there, somebody's waiting 
Somebody else's arms will wrap around him 
And in that moment what will he think then... 
When I can't touch him 

R: Maybe my love could fly over the ocean 
   Maybe my heart should try to leave him alone 
   All that I really know is that he's goin' 
   Too far from Texas 
   Too close to home 

In a room just outside of Houston 
That's where I spend my nights trying to get through to him 
He says he's comin' back in every letter... 
But he might never 
No he might never 

R:

Does he know how long 
I've waited for this love to come 
Does he know I'm holdin' on 
And that won't change no matter where he's gone 

R:

Couldn't I, couldn't I wait 
Couldn't he, couldn't he stay one more day