All day long I wait
In the field outside your house
Pointing in the direction of the river running fast
Eat my meal in darkness, sun is gone
Counting all the neighbors on their lawn

I wait for it
It gave me hell
I’m on my back
I’m on fire
Don’t leave without a dime
Don’t leave without my life

Talking to the girl with the softness in her voice
Too bad the ink in her pen has run out
Calling all the winds to come inside and use my jar
Don’t worry about the spills they’ll dry up