Steve Forbert - Late Winter Song lyrics

Ev'rybody's waiting for the sun to shine Waiting on a springtime day Waiting on tomorrow to unwrap their minds Waiting till the sky's not grey Ev'rybody's sitting on a cornflake shelf Wond'ring what the tea leaves say I would think it's crazy, but I'm caught myself Tryna light my own dark way I'll take your hand and we'll walk back Down to where the shade trees grew We know something's missing That got lost back there Back when I could talk to you Ev'rybody's tryna keep their heads held high Standing by the old iron gate List'ning to the sirens in the wind wail by Wond'rin' why the postman's late Ev'rybody's tryna make the oil burn slow Sure to let the pipes drip some Turnin' down the kettle till the coil don't glow Sweepin' up a mealtime crumb I'll take your hand and we'll walk back Down to where the shade trees grew We know something's missing That got lost back there Back when I could talk to you Ev'ry body's waiting on the moon to fill Even though it's hard to see I can feel it tuggin' on my window sill Tryna keep a spell on me Ev'ry night the whistle of the midnight train Rounds the bend at twelve-o-five And I'm always won'drin' If you'll hear that same Sound out there on Kidwell Drive I'll take your hand and we'll walk back Down to where the shade trees grew We know somethin's missing That got lost back there Back when I could talk to you