Oh, this song I've been waiting to write
And I would sing you loud
If only for a little while
And I've been waiting all my life
My throat stoned with kindling and the morning paper
And all the frame I've been waiting to fill
How it will cradle you and
Hold you there for a little while
Undiluted, you lay still
An instrument skin, God
I've missed you out in California
My fine companion
Have you seen what I have done?
To the bed once made
Well, I hope you stay
I watched the woman watch the sun
And how she held it close
She held it now for a little while
When her eyes, they came undone
They looked down to see me standing out in guilt and swallow
My fine companion
Have you seen what I have done
To the bed once made
Well, I hope you stay
Well, I hope I stay
