Verse 1

We talk until the evening turns to blue,

You tell me little things you never tell the room.

I know the laugh you try to hide,

The pause before you say goodnight.

Pre-Chorus

But every time I say, “Let’s meet,”

You find a reason, soft and sweet.

I won’t rush you, I just want you to know—

There’s somewhere good this could go.

Chorus

Pop, Rock, my love, I’m here for you,

We talk by phone like we always do.

You’re scared to meet, but take your time,

I’ll bring a smile, you bring that shine.

Pop, Rock, my love, one day we’ll see

If all these words feel just as sweet face to face with me.