Waiting In America

Broken in a tall black street

Of rain and inhumanity

Without shelter, white or pride

Or even just the little thingsWill you come, will you come for me?

Will you come, will you come for me?Sittin' in the desert

Thinkin' you would remember me

Are there too many good deeds done

In your world of sweet serenity?Well will you come, will you come for me?

Will you come, will you come for me?You say you don't wanna hear stars of [Incomprehensible]

But if you take a look, you might findBroken in a tall black street

Of rain and inhumanity

Without shelter, white or pride

Or even just the little things, butWill you come, will you come for me?

Will you come, will you come for me?Will you come, will you come for me?

Will you come, will you come for me?