Waiting by the Door
Words and Music by Lisa Locke, 2002
1. You wrote, "Happy New Year 2000, love
I’ll wait for your reply
I’ll wait for your return"
But the letter came back unopened
Scrawled on the envelope
It said, "Our time’s long past, when will you learn?"
Chorus: You think it’s romantic
You think it’s true love
And you think it’s pure
What could be romantic
About opening a vein and letting it drain
For 25 years or more?
2. You lay his picture on your pillow sometimes
You hold it when you cry
A photograph is all he left for you
Someday he’ll wake up in his new wife’s bed
Remember all that you had
And he’ll come galloping to your rescue
3. I know the years have not been kind
Each husband, each decade, worse than the ones behind
Three girls, and you on your own
He was the first time you got burned
Every so often you give him another turn
Would it really hurt worse to let him go?
Last chorus: You think it’s romantic
You think it’s true love
And you think it’s pure
What could be romantic
About opening a vein and letting it drain
For 25 years or more?
It’s time to stop waiting by the door