Waiting For W
Looking through pale summer skies, well
Who can see through those corridors of why
And losing you is like losing time
Fast asleep on some red summer wine
Rise up roll away
Come to Earth on some fine summer day
Rise and roll away
Come to Earth on some fine summer day
You were a teacher hero to me
Someone I never met yet wanted to be
And losing you is like losing time
Fast asleep on some cheap summer wine
Rise up roll away
Come to Earth on some fine summer day
Rise and roll away
Come back to Earth on some fine summer day
You twisted words with your twisted mind
Practicing Zen in the most unlikely of times
And losing you is like losing time
Fast asleep on some red summer wine
Fast asleep on some red summer wine
Fast asleep on some red summer wine