The Doors. Morrison Hotel. Waiting For The Sun. Zeneszám

At first flash of Eden
We race down to the sea
Standing there on
Freedom's shore

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

Can't you feel it
Now that spring has come?
And it's time to live in the
Scattered sun

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun

Waiting, waiting
Waiting, waiting
Waiting, waiting
Waiting, waiting

Waiting for you to
Come along
Waiting for you to
Hear my song

Waiting for you to
Come along
Waiting for you to tell me
What went wrong

This is the strangest
Life I've ever, known
Yea
Why should it?

Can't you feel it
Now that spring has come?
That it's time to live in the
Scattered sun

Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun
Waiting for the sun