Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket 
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it 
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets 
Twinkling in the silvery night 
Two sips of whiskey in the flask 
But I'm not gonna drink 'em 
I swear I'll make it last 
Till we're drinking 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 
I'll wait for you 

Got a Polaroid picture in my wallet 
I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it 
It's an unspoken heartbreak 
heartbroken handshake 
I take with me where I go 
Three words on the tip of my tongue 
Not to be spoke nor sung 
Or whispered to anyone 
Till 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 
I'll wait for you 

Oh, whoa 
And, oh, oh, oh 
I'll wait for you 
Oh, whoa 
And, oh, oh, oh 
And I'll wait for you 
Oh, oh 

Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket 
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it 
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets 
Twinkling in the silvery night