I'm waiting for you Outside Drawing clouds With my breath I had so many things to say With downcast eyes Again. I look through the bar Windowpane You don't notice me at all Serving hot steamy tea You prepared With your red and swollen hands. Thinking of things I never gave to you Hope is a vice I never knew I had Cause I know I should've let you go Away from me From this sinking boat Sinking boat. I won't ...