Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

We've got to get to the sea Dreams to drain Put them in a cage Unlock the pain And I'll be here waiting You fell asleep with the key All your walls Mean nothing to me I know you'll come back

Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

For you to come along, and play There's monsters, they cry alone They're waiting He went to bed with the light Cause in the, dark Billy was a train, driving man He went from one side to the other side of town

I cover the waterfront Will the one I love I'm watching the sea Be coming back to me? Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh, how I yearn Where are you?

And now we never will, never will We wrote our names along the bathroom walls Graffitiing our hearts across the stalls I've been waiting for my whole life to grow old Time to kill Was always an illusion Time stood still I'm writing to ask you; did you

No more waiting, we can save us from falling We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better Deleted things, I really meant So now I'll say the things I never sent Two wrongs make it

Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore And harder to climb It's as high as a mountain Everything we are will never die Loving's such a beautiful thing Are you just a dream to

I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me Tonight that's where I'll be Ali dances and the audience applauds Though he's bathed in sweat

Ain't this what they've been waiting for? I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this So I had to grind like that to shine like this In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists See