Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it no I'm not gonna smoke it
'Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery nightTwo sips of whiskey in the flask but I'm not gonna drink them
I swear I'll make it last
'Till we're drinking out of the same glass againAnd though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for youGot a Polaroid picture in my wallet
I'm not going to tear it no I'm not gonna spoil it
It's an unspoken heartbreak
A heartbroken handshake I'll take with me where I goAnd three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoken nor sung
Or whispered to anyone
'Till I scream them at the top of my lungs againAnd though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
And I'll wait for youGot a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it no I'm not gonna smoke it
'Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Songwriters
MICHAEL DAVID ROSENBERGPublished by
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