i cleaned the apartment before he came

i vacuumed up every dust particle

i cleaned the bathtub for his arrival

i even did the laundry on a sunday



i took the m60 to laguardia

i got lost after i got off the bus

i wasn't surprised (i have a poor sense of

direction; i could get lost in my sleep)



god, i hope i'm at the right terminal

god, i hope i smell ok



and i don't mind waiting at the airport

if i have someone nice to wait for



i wrote his name on a big piece of cardboard

as a joke to hold it up when he came

i couldn't go past the x-ray machines

i had to wait inside a barrier



god, i hope i'm in the right building

god, i hope my skin is not oily



and i don't mind waiting at the airport

if i have someone nice to wait for



i kept my eyes fixed on the people coming out

they all looked tired (i was glad i was not them)

i wondered if he'd cut his hair like he said

he would, but i bet that he chickened out



god, i hope i didn't get here too late

god, i hope my breath is not nasty



and i don't mind waiting at the airport

if i have someone nice to wait for



by the way, he finally did arrive

i gave him a hug and ten thousand kisses

and like i thought he hadn't cut his hair

but i was glad to have him home with me