Waiting in the Weeds

It's coming on the end of August

Another summer's promise almost gone

And though I heard some wise man say

That every dog will have his day

He never mentioned that these dog days get so long

I don't know when I realized the dream was over

Well, there was no particular hour, no given day

You know it didn't go down in flame

There was no final scene, no frozen frame

I just watched it slowly fade away

I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for my time to come around again

And hope is floating on the breeze

Carrying my soul high up above the ground

And I've been keeping to myself

Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing

Even though you're with somebody else

He'll never love you like I do

I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows

While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage

If finding love is just a dance

Proximity and chance

You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade

And I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for the dust to settle down along the

Back roads running through the fields

Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town

And I imagine sunlight in your hair

You're at the county fair

You're holding hands and laughing

And now the Ferris wheel has stopped

You're swinging on the top suspended there with him

And he's the darling of the chic

The flavor of the week is melting

Down your pretty summer dress

Baby, what a mess you're making

I've been stumbling through some dark places

Now I'm following the plow

I know I've fallen out of your good graces

It's alright now

I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the

Wild birds scattering the seeds

Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune

The phases of the moon, the chambers of the heart

The ebb and dart of small gray spiders spinning in the dark

In spite of all the times the web is torn apart

And I've been waiting in the weeds (waiting in the weeds)

Waiting for the time to come around again

And hope is floating on the breeze (floating on the breeze)

Carrying my soul high up above the ground

And I've been keeping to myself (keeping to myself)

Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing

Even though you're with somebody else (with somebody else)

He'll never love you like I do