9:11 At Night

It's 9:11 at night,
on a hot August day,
and I hope and I wait
for you to take me away.

It's 9:11 at night,
and I wish you would stay,
but it's a warm day in summer
and you have moved away.

I should have told you,
Told you what you are.
I should have kept you,
not let you go far.

I wish you were here,
I wish you had stayed,
but it's 9:11 at night,
on a hot August day.