Come split me wide open I swear that I won't mind Now you lose me in the grocery store And follow west my humming 'Til you find my in aisle five What do I do with the longing That leaves me here to dry? What do I do with the morning Without you by my side? ♪ I guess I gotta Guess I gotta wait a while Guess I gotta, I guess I gotta Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta wait a while And promise me you'll come around again Patience is a virtue I haven't found yet Promise me you're gonna come around again Again