Waste (Live at The Clifford Ball, August 16, 1996)

歌詞

Don't want to be an actor pretending on the stage Don't want to be a writer with my thoughts out on the page Don't want to be a painter 'cause everyone comes to look Don't want to be anything where my life's an open book A dream it's true But I'd see it through If I could be Wasting my time with you Don't want to be a farmer working in the sun Don't want to be an outlaw always on the run Don't want to be a climber reaching for the top Don't want to be anything where I don't know when to stop A dream it's true But I'd see it through If I could be Wasting my time with you So if I'm inside your head Don't believe what you might have read You'll see what I might have said To hear it x2 Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me So if I'm inside your head Don't believe what you might have read You'll see what I might have said To hear it Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me