Up with the sunrise youll be staring
Out through the window of the day
Ill be another waking shadow
Cast on the covers of your bed
Give me another waking moment
Shine against the solemn grate
Tell me the seasons is almost over
I can wait
So goes another winter slowy
Hands in the pockets of my coat
Youll be first to spin your story
Ill be the last to let you go
Tell me you always go before me
Out along the solemn grate
Tell me the season is almost over
I can wait
When in day light leaves you staring
Out in another under tow
Ill be tired conversation
Ill be waiting, get home
Tell me you always go before me
Out along the solemn grate
Tell me the season is almost over
I can wait I can wait I can wait
Hands in Pockets