Ill find a place somewhere in the corner
Im gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting seasons change, some day
Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you through that garden gate.
I want to be the wandering sailor
Were silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting seasons change, ah, ah
Youll see, one day, these dreams will pull you through my door
And Ill come running to tie your shoe
And Ill come running to tie your shoe.
