I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning

Say you love me Like you mean it Say you need me (Like you mean it) That you won't leave me 'Cause I don't believe it I don't believe it Kill my superstition please, I'm begging Let the words roll of your tongue, I'm waiting

(Own it, own it, own it) Play that shit, stay in it, uh Oh, just tell me you want it Take a whole damn plate of it Baby, save that shit I'm ready and waiting 'Cause who could love like me? Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Knowing your body, talk about how

Like a flower waiting to bloom Like a light bulb in a dark room I am siting here waiting for you to come home and turn me on Like the desert waiting for rain Like a school kid waiting for spring I am siting here waiting for you to come back home and turn

I'll love you for a thousand more One step closer I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years And all along I believed, I would find you Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or

It's the first time Those are honest words Crossed out a lyric, discerned And those are honest words Otherwise I'm told waiting to choke them way down in my throat I rewrote the start, with a stab at the end I blotted out all that I've wrote Rubbed away

And as the years go by Try and for Your name will fade out gradually Nearly had ya But it was waiting in the wings Now I gotta add you to my list of people to try and forget about Now I gotta add yours to my list of faces to try and not think about Now I

It's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be

We're in good company Is a pretty girl sitting next to me Kissing up on me, and I got a spot waiting on you Yeah, the only thing missing So B.Y.O.B, it means bring yourself over, babe Got what we need to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory