Like a poet waiting for the perfect ryhme And the small town preacher waiting for a sign I'm waiting for you to walk through that door All in good time Like a tree thats waiting for the spring to come And the birds are waiting the rising sun I'm waiting for you, and your perfect smile All in good time But I can't wait anymore I'm like a child with her nose against the doorstop Window I can't wait anymore For you to come home I know All in good time Uhh and your headlights dance on my window Baby the sun is almost on the brink of rise Patience was never a virtue of mine Allthough they'll say All in good time But I can't wait anymore I'm like a child with her nose against the doorstop Window I can't wait anymore For you to come home I can't wait anymore I'm like a child with her nose against the doorstop Window I can't wait anymore For you to come home Patience was never a virtue of mine Though they say All in good time Uhhhh