Late Winter Song

<br>Ev`rybody`s waiting for the sun to shine<br>Waiting on a springtime day<br>Waiting on tomorrow to unwrap their minds<br>Waiting till the sky`s not grey<br><br>Ev`rybody`s sitting on a cornflake shelf<br>Wond`ring what the tea leaves say<br>I would think it`s crazy, but I`m caught myself<br>Tryna light my own dark way<br><br>I`ll take your hand and we`ll walk back<br>Down to where the shade trees grew<br>We know something`s missing<br>That got lost back there<br>Back when I could talk to you<br><br>Ev`rybody`s tryna keep their heads held high<br>Standing by the old iron gate<br>List`ning to the sirens in the wind wail by<br>Wond`rin` why the postman`s late<br><br>Ev`rybody`s tryna make the oil burn slow<br>Sure to let the pipes drip some<br>Turnin` down the kettle till the coil don`t glow<br>Sweepin` up a mealtime crumb<br><br>I`ll take your hand and we`ll walk back<br>Down to where the shade trees grew<br>We know something`s missing<br>That got lost back there<br>Back when I could talk to you<br><br>Ev`ry body`s waiting on the moon to fill<br>Even though it`s hard to see<br>I can feel it tuggin` on my window sill<br>Tryna keep a spell on me<br><br>Ev`ry night the whistle of the midnight train<br>Rounds the bend at twelve-o-five<br>And I`m always won`drin`<br>If you`ll hear that same<br>Sound out there on Kidwell Drive<br><br>I`ll take your hand and we`ll walk back<br>Down to where the shade trees grew<br>We know somethin`s missing<br>That got lost back there<br>Back when I could talk to you