i’ll wait my turn
it’s not my nature to rush the job
if you could trust
that i’ll be working till i turn to rust
so take my word
you can lift it like a baby bird
i’ll set you free
if i was you i’d leave it up to me
he’ll never dance you
like i dance you
he doesn’t sing
and he doesn’t shine
his life is wasted
he’s only tasted
the fruit that ripened
off the vine
i’ll wait my turn
it’s not my nature to rush the job
i’ll bide my time
i’ll get stronger at the end of the line
and i will crawl
if running to you doesn’t give me a start
i’ll set you free
if i was you i’d leave it up to me
