Dying here, on the phone, no one's talking
In my head, i can hear, angels laughing
But she won't, ever say, what she's thinking
Sunday past, unimpressed, my good suit wasted
He knows, she knows, everyone but me knows
O please, help me, won't somebody tell me
How long will i be waiting
Soaking wet in the rain
I'll just, stand here, quietly complaining
Hard to breathe, memories, casting shadows
Missing words, little clues, over-thinking
What do i, why do i, no one tells me
In my head, i still hear, angels laughing
He knows, she knows, everyone but me knows
O please, help me, won't somebody tell me
How long will i be waiting
Soaking wet in the rain
I'll just, stand here, quietly complaining
She's inside, warm and dry, and im all wet
Down and low, gettin' old, not dead yet
But i'm just a ghost to her,
I just want things how they were
How long...should i keep waiting
Pulling myself down the drain
How long will i be waiting
Soaking wet in the rain
I'll just stand here quietly complaining [x3]
compositores: JOHN FIELDS, MIKE RUEKBERG
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