You're Out Wasting

The bearer of bad news is talking to the breeze

Floating forth the message

Hiding in the trees

The weary voice inside you is darker in the night

The healing hand

The morning light

While you're out wasting time with the right guy

With the right guy

Tell the early morning that I am on my way

Send to him my greetings for happy holidays

Spend my open eyes on the things I left behind

My sturdy feet and my hopeful life

While you're out wasting time with the right guy

With the right guy

The rich man counts his money and holds it in the light

Folds the ends together and keeps it by his side

He counts his every blessing heaped upon our heads

And tells us to remember them

While you're out wasting time with the right guy

With the right guy

While you're out wasting time with the right guy

With the right guy

With the right guy

With the right guy

With the right guy

With the right guy

With the right guy