October Fall. Season in Hell. Second Chances. Zeneszám

I'm sick of second chances
Cigarettes turn to ashes
I'm standing under street signs
To know the places I've been my whole life

I watch the hours pass us
Another one burns to ashes
I'm waiting for your phone call
To come and save me so you can break my fall

I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home

Oh oo a oh,oo a oh,oo a oh

My bed light's burning brighter
Boiled like a boxing fighter
You've got me fighting pillows
My eyes just won't close till you're at my side

The hours slip to morning
I see the sun coming up
I'm turning off the TV
I'm watching faster than you gave up on me

I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home

I got your letter that you sent to me
It feels like summer
But you're far away from me
When I need you here, oh

I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home

Oh oo a oh,oo a oh,oo a oh