Wait Up - Handguns

Two and a half months on the road

Two and a half months on the road

I can’t stop thinking about what you’re doing at home

Don’t get me wrong, this is still what I love most

But I just want to hold you close

One night with you just wasn’t enough

So I’m hoping like hell that you’ll wait up for me to come back home

So I’ll sing one more song to let you know when I get home

You better pick up the phone because I don’t want to be alone

I’ve been through at least forty eight states

Still no one compares to you

You may be laughing but it’s true

I swear it’s true

I’ve been chasing you for a year now

And I’ll keep running even if my knees give out

So make this song number two

I’d still do anything just to be with you