Missa's gone to Michael's, her best friend's home
She's bringing him a bouquet of balloons from Petals
Pick up this drop off that
Stares at some photos from the Fotomat
Oh she likes what she sees
But she knows what she needs
She should be here with me
She should be here with me

But don't make it easy, I'm no day at the lake
If I should a cute girl that I could take
Out on a date, a night on the town
We'd even go into the downtown
I get more wrapped up each day
She's looking for some time away
She should be here with me
She should be here with me

(Instrumental)

Not much good at conversation
I don't want a proclamation
I just think that we could use
A little face to face communication

Now I've been thinking, thinking this through
Time to start a dynasty,
Both me and you
I'll start from here, you start from there
We'll meet somewhere in the middle
Missa, I don't care
I don't want no more heartaches
It's time to put on the brakes
She should be here with me
I don't want no more heartaches
It's time to slam on the brakes
She should be here with me

Missa's gone to Michael's
No more bar hoppin'
I don't know but I been told
That city livin' gets awfully cold