Getting Good At Waiting

It’s a new day all around, there are flowers where the rain fell down
when I wake up, I remember what I like about this town
I take my coffee on the back porch
I take the plastic off the windows and the front doors
Winter’s arms begin to melt and they can’t hold me anymore
Cause you just can’t stop the sun
and when the time is right the night will come
A storm rolls in and turns the sky to black
but I’m getting good at waiting on the clouds to pass
I take some time to count my blessings
a car that drives and some hand me down dresses
and I thank my stars that I’m alive
cause you know some days I forget
but you just can’t stop the sun
when the time is right the night will come
a storm rolls in and turns the sky to black
but I’m getting good at waiting on the clouds to pass
I’m still a little rusty when I smile
but my bleeding heart’s bled dry, there’s nothing left to do but feel all right
so leave the windows open wide, the air is so alive tonight
even the city noise outside is sounding like an angel choir