WAITIN' ON THE RAIN

She has a way of making everyday another journey. She ballarina in the night without a sound. She left a yellow piece of paper on the counter when the first drop hit the ground.

Waitin' on the Rain.

Standed stranded when I landed in an Alabama winter I left without a pocket in my clue. And everybody went and says that I was crazy. But I was waiting on you..

Waitin' on the Rain.

Oh baby why you wait so long Oh baby why you wait so long

Waitin' on the Rain.

She has a way of making everyday another story. She pirouetted in the dust without a sound. And everybody went and says that she was crazy. But she was waiting on the... Waitin' on the Rain.