The Wait (Part II)
Too cold to call it summer anymore
They took down all the yellow lights at
Market Street and 4th
I left the plastic furniture you put out in the shade under the porch
It's been raining every day now for a week
Flooded in the basement and
I can't find the leak
You were always better fixing things around the house than you and me
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home
Then halfway through the fall
I broke your cup
The one you used for coffee you could never get enough
I went out and bought another and put it right back in its place beside the clock
And in December all the questions finally stopped
My friends came by while
I was out and put your pictures in a box
But almost every night
I hear the turning of your key inside the lock
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home
It could be
I am crazy
I don't care
When the light comes streaming through that door
I need to be there
Maybe love is just a reason to believe in something
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home
The Wait (Part II)LRC歌词
Too cold to call it summer anymore
They took down all the yellow lights at
Market Street and 4th
I left the plastic furniture you put out in the shade under the porch
It's been raining every day now for a week
Flooded in the basement and
I can't find the leak
You were always better fixing things around the house than you and me
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home
Then halfway through the fall
I broke your cup
The one you used for coffee you could never get enough
I went out and bought another and put it right back in its place beside the clock
And in December all the questions finally stopped
My friends came by while
I was out and put your pictures in a box
But almost every night
I hear the turning of your key inside the lock
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home
It could be
I am crazy
I don't care
When the light comes streaming through that door
I need to be there
Maybe love is just a reason to believe in something
I will wait for you
In neon streets alone
I will wait for you
And carry it like a stone
I will wait for you
Till you're ready to come home