Struttin' down the street I find it hard to find my feet And I don't know what that means But that's alright People in my head They walk around while I'm in bed They talk about the girl I met and how she left Paint my eyes with little hues pooling down on me In a sea peach tambourine In an ocean pie And when I find the time to feel it feels alright I like to walk around at night and wait for the moon Won't you come Wait for you Won't you come Wait for the moon Won't you come Wait for you Won't you come Wait for you Wait for you Won't you come Wait for you Wait for you Won't you come Wait for you Wait for you Won't you come Wait for you