Wait For Me

I've been feeling under the weather

There's a big, black cloud and it's hiding me, from you

I'd never trade in my guitar for an umbrella

But I'd let it go, let it go, let it go

So I leave ten-thousand miles between

Me and the world I know

I ride a moped to Small Ali's

So I can come back home

I will accept the wind and rain

And I'll be back in a hurricane

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane

I've been getting lost in different seasons

Automatically, I lost my spring

But the only summer I have to believe in

Is winter cold, winter cold, winter cold

And now I'm leave five-thousand miles away

From where I should be

I get a taxi to 8th street

And now I'm on my way

I will accept the wind and rain

And I'll be back in a hurricane

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane

Won't stop 'til I see the sun

I won't jump the gun

But I'll let it go, let it go, let it go

Won't stop 'til I see the sun

As the colours run

Let it go, let it go, let it go

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane

Wait for me, wait for me

It's not to late for me

I'll be back in a hurricane