Testo The Waiting

This letter won't make it home
Before I arrive tomorrow
While it's sorted and lost in the post
I'll be back in time for lunch
But just for the books, just for the record
Here's the response you've been craving for months
So I hope that it's worth
Hope that it's worth the waiting
I can picture your facial expression
When I arrive tomorrow
You'll be laughing, yet blinking to fight back those tears
You can't withhold
And if I know you, you'll throw a party
You'll go overboard, more than you should afford
Well I hope that I'm worth,
Hope that I'm worth the waiting

And although I know that I'm far from worth
I'm far from worth the waiting
Please, say that I'm worth
Just tell me I'm worth it, that I'm worth it
Well, this letter won't make it home
Before I arrive tomorrow
But I'd give it, what, a couple of days
And you'll check the letterbox
You'll laugh out loud, run back up the driveway
Burst through the door, drop the bills on the floor
And you'll read this to me, every last word
And you'll place it away on the fridge for display
And you'll hold me just like you did back in those days
And what I long to hear would be breathed in my ear
That I've always been worth
Somehow, always been worth the waiting