Waiting For The Miracle

Album: The Future (1992)
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  • Baby, I've been waiting
    I've been waiting night and day
    I didn't see the time
    I waited half my life away
    There were lots of invitations
    And I know you sent me some
    But I was waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come
    I know you really loved me
    But, you see, my hands were tied
    And I know it must have hurt you
    It must have hurt your pride
    To have to stand beneath my window
    With your bugle and your drum
    And me I'm up there waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come

    Ah I don't believe you'd like it
    You wouldn't like it here
    There ain't no entertainment
    And the judgments are severe
    The Maestro says it's Mozart
    But it sounds like bubble gum
    When you're waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come

    Waiting for the miracle
    There's nothing left to do
    I haven't been this happy
    Since the end of World War II

    Nothing left to do
    When you know that you've been taken
    Nothing left to do
    When you're begging for a crumb
    Nothing left to do
    When you've got to go on waiting
    Waiting for the miracle to come

    I dreamed about you, baby
    It was just the other night
    Most of you was naked
    Ah but some of you was light
    The sands of time were falling
    From your fingers and your thumb
    And you were waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come

    Ah baby, let's get married
    We've been alone too long
    Let's be alone together
    Let's see if we're that strong
    Yeah let's do something crazy,
    Something absolutely wrong
    While we're waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come

    Nothing left to do
    When you know that you've been taken
    Nothing left to do
    When you're begging for a crumb
    Nothing left to do
    When you've got to go on waiting
    Waiting for the miracle to come

    When you've fallen on the highway
    And you're lying in the rain,
    And they ask you how you're doing
    Of course you'll say you can't complain
    If you're squeezed for information,
    That's when you've got to play it dumb
    You just say you're out there waiting
    For the miracle, for the miracle to come Writer/s: Leonard Cohen, Sharon Robinson
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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