Someday The Waves - Iron, Wine

Walking before you

I’ve got a fever and a childish wish for snow

Seems like a long, long time

Since I spun you to this borrowed radio

You pick a place that’s where I’ll be

Time like your cheek has turned for me

Someday the waves will stop

Every aching old machine will feel no pain

Someday we both will walk

Where a baby made tomorrow is again

Waking before you

I’m like the lord who sees his love though we don’t know

Seems like a long, long time

Since I’ve been above you seen and loved you so

You pick a place that’s where I’ll be

Time like your cheek has turned for me