Waiting In America

Broken in a tall black street
Of rain and inhumanity
Without shelter, white or pride
Or even just the little things

Will you come, will you come for me?
Will you come, will you come for me?

Sittin' in the desert
Thinkin' you would remember me
Are there too many good deeds done
In your world of sweet serenity?

Well will you come, will you come for me?
Will you come, will you come for me?

You say you don't wanna hear stars of [Incomprehensible]
But if you take a look, you might find

Broken in a tall black street
Of rain and inhumanity
Without shelter, white or pride
Or even just the little things, but

Will you come, will you come for me?
Will you come, will you come for me?

Will you come, will you come for me?
Will you come, will you come for me?