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