A Ride I'm Waiting For Songtext
von Brooks Nielsen
A Ride I'm Waiting For Songtext
Problems on the low
Not ′cause I'm hiding
There′s an order, come to find out
First comes lightning
Feelings have a way of
Getting their point across
Needing is so elegant
If you're not talking first
Just a finger holding on
Fumbling for a pose
Why keep holding on?
It's just instinctual
Maybe ′cause the song keeps taking
Me for a ride
I wanna know what′s next
Don't leave me behind
Left, standing on the shore
Watching waves they take
I′ve had fun, but I want more
Not some little wake
There's a ride I′m waiting for
But it's so hard to wait
There′s no point in getting sore
I've got waves to make
That's for sure, get a taste, now you need more
Now I′m knocking on the door everyday
Can you (can you) come out to play?
Knocking on the door everyday
Leave life all behind just to be alone
Traveling from my mind, see if I′m still home
Like a next door menace with that crooked smile
Looking for affection to make it all worthwhile
I've exhausted my diploma
Pretending like I know
I don′t try to remember
My youth anymore
What you ask is absurd
But I can't turn away
So I keep on learning ′til I find
Something nice to say
I'm exhausted, but I′m here
For anything you need
Puff, blow me out like smoke
Add me to the breeze
Leave life all behind just to be alone
Traveling from my mind, see if I'm still home
Like a next door menace with that crooked smile
Looking for affection to make it all worthwhile
Leave life for a time just to be alone
Barging on my own mind to see if I'm still home
Like the healer′s menace breathing without style
Looking for a sentence to make it all worthwhile
Left, standing on the shore
Watching waves they take
I′ve had fun, but I need more
Not some little wake
There's a ride I′m waiting for
But it's so hard to wait
There′s no point in getting sore
I've got waves to make
Not ′cause I'm hiding
There′s an order, come to find out
First comes lightning
Feelings have a way of
Getting their point across
Needing is so elegant
If you're not talking first
Just a finger holding on
Fumbling for a pose
Why keep holding on?
It's just instinctual
Maybe ′cause the song keeps taking
Me for a ride
I wanna know what′s next
Don't leave me behind
Left, standing on the shore
Watching waves they take
I′ve had fun, but I want more
Not some little wake
There's a ride I′m waiting for
But it's so hard to wait
There′s no point in getting sore
I've got waves to make
That's for sure, get a taste, now you need more
Now I′m knocking on the door everyday
Can you (can you) come out to play?
Knocking on the door everyday
Leave life all behind just to be alone
Traveling from my mind, see if I′m still home
Like a next door menace with that crooked smile
Looking for affection to make it all worthwhile
I've exhausted my diploma
Pretending like I know
I don′t try to remember
My youth anymore
What you ask is absurd
But I can't turn away
So I keep on learning ′til I find
Something nice to say
I'm exhausted, but I′m here
For anything you need
Puff, blow me out like smoke
Add me to the breeze
Leave life all behind just to be alone
Traveling from my mind, see if I'm still home
Like a next door menace with that crooked smile
Looking for affection to make it all worthwhile
Leave life for a time just to be alone
Barging on my own mind to see if I'm still home
Like the healer′s menace breathing without style
Looking for a sentence to make it all worthwhile
Left, standing on the shore
Watching waves they take
I′ve had fun, but I need more
Not some little wake
There's a ride I′m waiting for
But it's so hard to wait
There′s no point in getting sore
I've got waves to make
Writer(s): Brooks Nielsen, Michael Andrews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com