honey

When he's not there-
    when the windows stop
Crack, and stick
    you pop-and swear
Waiting through
    the best
Is yet to come
    this point of view
Is sticky
    and will not do
The best
    is for the best
And the best
    is for you
When you
    Tennessee sing
And the breeze
    blows through
Scream! honey
    and it will be true