So go I know you would not stay It wasn't true, but anyway It's going to take a little time While you're waiting like a factory line I'll fly across the park Backseat on the 79 Wasted days you've come to pass Pollination yellow cab You walk up the stairs

I don't wanna wait in vain for your love Tears in my eyes burn From the very first time I blessed my eyes on you, girl My heart says â??follow throughâ?? But I know now that I'm way down on your line And the waiting feel is fine So don't treat me like a

Makes me feel like I'm a modern man In line for a number but you don't understand Like a modern man And the people behind me, they can't understand In my dream I was almost there But we're wasted And that's why we're still waiting So I wait my turn, I'm

Whoa, can't do it by myself So now you're waiting up for him Whoa, can't do it by myself (can't do it by myself) I could walk this fine line between elation and success We all know which way I'm going to strike the stake between my chest So, "You have to

I think I missed again, oh Oh, I missed again, oh I think I missed again, oh I'm waiting in line Would you say if I was wasting my time So you finally came right out and said it girl What took you so long It was in your eyes, that look's been there for

Waiting in a car Waiting for the right time Waiting for a ride in the dark The night city grows Look and see her eyes, they glow Drinking in the lounge Following the neon signs Waiting for a roar Looking at the mutating skyline

Over there in the shadows, hangin' out in the corner of my mind Stringing up the gallows, waiting for me to cross that line That man's dangerous as hell, a threat to himself, If he got out there'd be hell to pay. And that's why, my dark side, don't ever

Baby, it's a fine line I'm holding on, you're holding back Can't you hear me knockin' at your door? But you're taking your sweet time In love, out of touch Baby, it's a real fine line Completely complacent So decidedly vacant I keep waiting for something

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

Over there in the shadows, hangin' out in the corner of my mind Stringing up the gallows, waiting for me to cross that line That man's dangerous as hell, a threat to himself, If he got out there'd be hell to pay. And that's why, my dark side, don't ever