Rain Elizabeth Prettyman Should I write myself out of the history books, and mark a place in time for every chance you took, Don't get me wrong I know you've got your life in place - I've yet to take the hint, Some day I'm sure I'll get the picture, and stop waiting up...
When it all comes down, to a sunrise on the east side, will you be there to carry home, the remains of my wasted youth, this wasted time on you has left me shaking in waiting, shaking in waiting for something more
