Wait for Me
I've been feeling under the weather
There's a big black cloud and it's hiding me from me
I'd never trade in my guitar for an umbrella,
But I'd let it go, let it go, let it go.
So I leave 10 thousand miles
Between me and the world I know
I ride and no bed to small
I leave, so I can come back home
I will accept the wind and rain.
I'll be back in a hurricane.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
I've been getting lost in different seasons
Automatically I lost my spring
And the only summer I have to believe in
Is winter cold, winter cold, winter cold
And now I'm 5 thousand miles away
From where I shoud be
I get a taxi to 8th Street
And now I'm on my way
I will accept the wind and rain
And I'll be back in a hurricane.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Won't stop till I see the sun
I won't jump the gun
But I let it go, let it go, let it go
Won't stop till I see the sun
As the colours run
But I let it go, let it go, let it go.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane.
There's a big black cloud and it's hiding me from me
I'd never trade in my guitar for an umbrella,
But I'd let it go, let it go, let it go.
So I leave 10 thousand miles
Between me and the world I know
I ride and no bed to small
I leave, so I can come back home
I will accept the wind and rain.
I'll be back in a hurricane.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
I've been getting lost in different seasons
Automatically I lost my spring
And the only summer I have to believe in
Is winter cold, winter cold, winter cold
And now I'm 5 thousand miles away
From where I shoud be
I get a taxi to 8th Street
And now I'm on my way
I will accept the wind and rain
And I'll be back in a hurricane.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Won't stop till I see the sun
I won't jump the gun
But I let it go, let it go, let it go
Won't stop till I see the sun
As the colours run
But I let it go, let it go, let it go.
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane
Wait for me, wait for me
It's not too late for me
I'll be back in a hurricane.
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Dylan Murphy Preston, James Oliver Richard Flannigan, Lucy Honour Ruby Spraggan
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