Baby I've been waiting I've been waiting night and day I didn't see the time Yeah I waited half my life away There were lots of invitations And I know you sent me some But I was waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come
I know you really loved me But you see my hands were tied And I know it must have hurt you It must have hurt your pride To have to stand beneath my window With your bugle and your drum And me I'm up there waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come
Yeah I don't believe you'd like it You wouldn't like it here There ain't no entertainment And the judgments are severe The Maestro says it's Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum When you're waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come
Waiting for the miracle There's nothing left to do I haven't been this happy Since the end of World War II Nothing left to do When you know that you've been taken Nothing left to do When you're begging for a crumb Nothing left to do When you've got to go on waiting Waiting for the miracle to come
Yeah I dreamed about you baby It was just the other night Most of you was naked Ah but some of you was light The sands of time were falling From your fingers and your thumbs And you were waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come
Ah baby let's get married We've been alone too long Let's be alone together Let's see if we're that strong Yeah let's do something crazy Something absolutely wrong While we're waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come
Nothing left to do When you know that you've been taken Nothing left to do When you're begging for a crumb Nothing left to do When you've got to go on waiting Waiting for the miracle to come
When you've fallen on the highway And you're lying in the rain And they ask you how you're doing Of course you'll say you can't complain If you're squeezed for information That's when you've got to play it dumb You just say you're out there waiting For the miracle For the miracle to come...
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was torn from the morning And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you On a chair with a dead magazine In the cave at the tip of the lily In some hallway where love's never been On our bed where the moon has been sweating In a cry filled with footsteps and sand Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and Death Dragging its tail in the sea
There's a concert hall in Vienna Where your mouth had a thousand reviews There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking They've been sentenced to death by the blues Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture With a garland of freshly cut tears? Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz it's been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing Where I've got to lie down with you soon In a dream of Hungarian lanterns In the mist of some sweet afternoon And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow All your sheep and your lilies of snow Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and Death Dragging its tail in the sea
And I'll dance with you in Vienna I'll be wearing a river's disguise The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, With the photographs there, and the moss And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty My cheap violin and my cross And you'll carry me down on your dancing To the pools that you lift on your wrist Oh my love, Oh my love Take this waltz, take this waltz It's yours now It's all that there is...
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was torn from the morning And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you On a chair with a dead magazine In the cave at the tip of the lily In some hallway where love's never been On our bed where the moon has been sweating In a cry filled with footsteps and sand Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and Death Dragging its tail in the sea
There's a concert hall in Vienna Where your mouth had a thousand reviews There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking They've been sentenced to death by the blues Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture With a garland of freshly cut tears? Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz it's been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing Where I've got to lie down with you soon In a dream of Hungarian lanterns In the mist of some sweet afternoon And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow All your sheep and your lilies of snow Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Take this waltz, take this waltz With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and Death Dragging its tail in the sea
And I'll dance with you in Vienna I'll be wearing a river's disguise The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, With the photographs there, and the moss And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty My cheap violin and my cross And you'll carry me down on your dancing To the pools that you lift on your wrist Oh my love, Oh my love Take this waltz, take this waltz It's yours now It's all that there is...
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<~~ me. (Waltzing). Lol.
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