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She dreams China
Behind her of China blue
Her future in velvet
And her memories wrapped in cotton wool

And the coffee
Are burying the hours she killed
In another of a day
Her patience starts to
a rock that turns to sand

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

She's checking out the
While checking out the guy
drunk imagination is climbing up
The ladder of her clad thigh

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

Her patience to crumble
a rock that turns to sand
And time breaks to seconds
When you're waiting, on a man
Waiting on a man, on a man

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

She shivers in a cold
That trying to ignore
As she wraps her fingers
Round the change by the phone

She needs him than she'll admit
And more than others need to
She hopes the knots tie
Her are only butterflies

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

She prays that no one attention
As she out the call
As she fumbles the number
the panic still doesn't show

She prays the lights green all night
She prays the doesn't slow
And that the knots tie
Her are only butterflies

Only butterflies, fly by day
While waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

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

She her way home
Through the washed alleyways
She flirts with the
And round the victims

Of a night sleep through the day
That out its refugees and throws out its debris
She turns the key in a to a fairytale world
That she guards with her ghosts of familiars
Who attend to her in the patchwork cathedral
Observing the ritual silent compassion and prayers

On the candlelit edges of a tightening
She arranges the faded and yellowing
The memories of her friends and her family
Respectfully to the wall

She turns up the sound on a hand radio
And drowns out the noise of the that she lives in
Her conscience, her witness, her life is her
And the man she waiting is waiting to murder a day