There's a telephone smile and it's begging me so
to pack all my things and make this long journey home
There's a dark icy road and there's a man on TV
and he's talking so fast about the reasons why I can't leave
There's a bottle of beer on a bus driver's mind
There's a time and a place and he's eager to find
There's a waitress' birthday on the second of June
and it's taking forever for her to turn twenty-two
There's a saying in my mind I've heard it before
they're the kind of words that you start to ignore
it's less of a truth than a question of time
that good things come to those who wait
so how long will I wait?
oh how long will I wait?
oh how long will I wait?
how long will I wait?
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