Lyrics:

Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
Im not gonna roll it, no, Im not gonna smoke it
'Til were staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinklin' in the silvery night

Two sips of whiskey in the flask, but Im not gonna drink 'em
I swear Ill make them last
'Til were drinkin' out of the same glass, again

And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well, four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
Ill wait for you

Got a Polaroid picture in my wallet
Im not gonna to tear it, no, Im not gonna spoil it
Its an unspoken heartbreak
A heartbroken handshake I take with me where I go

And three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoken nor sung
Or whispered to anyone
'Til I scream 'em at the top of my lungs again

And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well, four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
Ill wait for you, oh woah, and oh, oh, woah
Ill wait for you, oh woah, and oh, oh, woah
And Ill wait for you, oh woah

Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
Im not gonna roll it, no, Im not gonna smoke it
'Til were staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinklin' in the silvery night