Waitin’ on Something That’s Already Here Songtext
von Ron Hawkins

Oh, oh, where′d you come from?
You're sitting in my kitchen with the radio on
A bit confused but it seems so clear
You′re waitin' on something that's already here

With your collar up and your eyes cast down
You never were too good at sticking around
And it looks like strength but it smells like fear
When you′re waitin′ on something that's already here


The days seem sad and strange somehow
Like sleeping on the subway in your wedding gown
The world′s a bride in a veil of tears
When you're waitin′ on something that's already here

Will the days seem long?
When the waiting′s done?

Hey Joe, where did you go?
Like a sad, slow soundtrack on the radio
You show up drunk and then you disappear
'Cause you're waitin′ on something that′s already here
You're waitin′ on something that's already here
Yeah you′re waitin' on something