Looking out the door, I see
The rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with waterMaybe I'm too young
To keep good love from goin' wrong
But tonight you're on my mind
So you'll never knowI'm broken down and hungry for your love
With no ways to feed it
Where are you tonight?
You know how much I need itToo young to hold on
And too old to break free and runSometimes a man, he gets carried away
When he feels like he should be havin' his fun
And he's much too blind to see
The damage he's done'Cause sometimes a man must awake
To find that really he has no oneSo I'll wait for you and I'll burn
Oh, will I ever see your sweet return?
Oh, will I ever learn?Oh, lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too lateLonely is the room, the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with himMy body turns and yearns
For a sleep that won't ever comeSometimes a man, he gets carried away
When he feels like he should be havin' his fun
And he's much too blind to see
The damage he's done'Cause sometimes a man must awake
To find that really he has no oneSo I'll wait for you and I'll burn
Oh, will I ever see your sweet return?
Oh, will I ever learn?Oh, lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
'Cause it's not too late