Vase of white tulips on the windowsill
Sixty feet above the ground, they're blooming still
The first petal falls a distance to grates at my feet

Seven hours later and the vase is empty
Outside the window the sun is setting
Streetlamps click on, all but one down beneath

Oh, and I
I will wait
Till I can't
Can't wait any longer

Unwashed dishes in the kitchen sink
The faucet is dripping, the walls were once green
But the grease from the stove has long since painted them grey

Oh, and I
I will wait
Till I can't
Can't wait any longer

Cold radiator, it's the end of winter
Open up the windows, let the air come in here
Pick up the broom and push the dust away

Oh, and I
I will wait
Till I can't
Can't wait any longer

Oh, and I
I will wait
Till I can't
Can't wait any longer

Can't wait any longer
Can't wait any longer
Can't wait any longer
Can't wait any longer