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She China white
her eyes of China blue
Her wrapped in velvet
And her memories wrapped in cotton wool

And the coffee
Are burying the hours that she
In another of a day
Her patience to crumble
Like a that turns to sand

And time breaks to seconds
When you're waiting, on a man
on a man

She's out the doorway
she's checking out the guy
Whose drunk imagination is up
The ladder of her silk thigh

And the
Are burning up the hours that she
In murder of a day

Her patience starts to
Like a rock that turns to
And time down to seconds
When waiting, waiting on a man
on a man, waiting on a man

It so long since yesterday
The time by so slow
you're waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She shivers in a sweat
That trying to ignore
As she wraps her shaking
Round the loose by the phone

She needs him more than she'll
And than others need to know
She the knots that tie
Her stomach are only

The time by so slow
you're waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She prays no one pays attention
As she out the call
As she fumbles with the
That the panic doesn't show

She prays the lights stay all night
She prays the traffic doesn't
And the knots that tie
Her stomach are only

butterflies, fly by every day
While you're on a man
Waiting on a man to

There he stands behind the
She reaches for her to go
And she away in a dream
She wanders to a dream

She threads her way
Through the neon washed
She flirts the shadows
And skirts the victims

Of a night that'll sleep the day
casts out its refugees and throws out its debris
She the key in a lock to a fairytale world
That she guards her ghosts of faithful familiars
Who attend to her shrine in the patchwork
Observing the with silent compassion and prayers

On the candlelit edges of a circle
She arranges the photographs faded and
The left of her friends and her family
Respectfully to the wall

She up the sound on a second hand radio
And drowns out the noise of the world that she in
Her conscience, her witness, her is her courtroom
And the man she left is waiting to murder a day