Well it’s a marvel to me Oh, when my little eyes blue see You standing there Beside the window Curling hair as if you don’t know What you look like on the first night That I saw you under streetlights Next to pine trees that had littered right turn only lanes
And it’s undeniably silly, to watch my friends resort to killing All their smiles and their willingness to wake come tomorrow Their pockets filled with voices, telling them to make the choice To clinch the rolled-up coins in their fists
Oh wait a while For it all to come so fast Wait a while For it all to come at all
Still, while I’m engaged in ceremonial, dare I say emotional Young women latching on to ever-changing drama songs Filling places every year that earlier were so clear Besides the blue and black chairs that to me are just so dear For I’ve seen them since the second grade in theatre shows and big parades Around the town of pine tree graves and wooded Woodland shady glades I watch beside some asphalt dears And skin my knees and snuck some beers All around the boys [?] another year
Oh wait a while For it all to come so fast Wait a while For it all to come at all
Oh wait a while For it all to come so fast Wait a while For it all to come at all Oh wait a while For it all to come so fast Wait a while For it all to come at all