G C9 D
Common man, six foot tall he stands
C9 D
Waiting on his date for some company party in France
G C9 D
And she's late, the boss man said "a quarter till eight"
C9 D
And as nine rolled around at his watch he's looking down, the ticking fate
C9 D G
Oh the funny thing about love is it makes you wait
G C9 D
He wore his good shoes, now he's walking them home with the homesick blues
C9 D
Feeling like he fucked up, it's all right he'll get back up because he chooses to
G C9 D
His overcoat, speckled with snow he walks alone
C9 D
Just then he turns his head and sees a girl of which they said the poets wrote
C9 D Em G
Don't hesitate my dear, don't wait put it all on the line
C9 D Em G
I'm a leap of faith my dear, and I'm slipping down your spine
C9 D Em G
I will wait my dear till I'm dead or the end of my time
C9 D G
Or you let me know you're mine
G C9 D
He went insane oh the thought of her tortured his brain
C9 D
So he retraced his steps so he would not forget where she'd been
G C9 D
But she was gone, just the scent of her lingered on
C9 D
So he lived all of his days with his head stuck in a maze half stoned
C9 D Em G
Don't hesitate my dear, don't wait put it all on the line
C9 D Em G
I'm a leap of faith my dear, and I'm slipping down your spine
C9 D Em G
I will wait my dear till I'm dead or the end of my time
C9 D G
Or you let me know you're mine
C9 D G(C9
Or you let me know you're mine