she’s just
singing a tune, looking at the moon
waiting, waiting, waiting for her
afternoon
and if she’d known the day before you sweep her right up off the floor
well
she’dve sung
yet another tune
she’s just
singing a tune, looking at the moon
waiting, waiting, waiting for her
afternoon
and if she’d known the day before you sweep her right up off the floor
well
she’dve sung
yet another tune