While she lays sleeping
I stay out late at night and play my songs,
And sometimes all the nights can be so long...
And it's good when I finally make it home
All alone.

While she lays dreaming
I try to get undressed without the light
Then quietly she says: "How was your night?"
And [bad word] to her and say: "It was alright..."
And I hold her tight.

And she believes in me,
I'll never know just what she sees in me,
I told her someday if she was my girl
I could change the world
With my little songs... I was wrong.

But she has faith in me
And so I go on trying faithfully,
And who knows maybe on some special night
If my song is right
I will find a way, find a way...

While she lays waiting
I stumble to the kitchen for a bite
Then I see my old guitar in the night
Just waiting for me like a secret friend
And there's no end.

While she lays crying
I fumble with a melody or two
And I'm torn between the things that I should do,
Then she says to wake her up when I am through...
God, her love is [bad word] ..

And she believes in me,
I'll never know just what she sees in me,
I told her someday if she was my girl
I could change the world
With my little songs... I was wrong.

But she has faith in me
And so I go on trying faithfully,
And who knows maybe on some special night
If my song is right
I will find a way while she lays,
While she waits for me!