Текст песни Waiting For Susan

Susan is a connotation At less than arms length She has the strength of an opinion Her promises are like the night overcast Like the stars she doesn\'t show And when she does, she doesn\'t last You can see her goodness Like her breath on a window pane And then she turns her head And it is gone again And while I\'m left waiting She\'ll wax and she\'ll wane And maybe she\'ll come here again And Susan was at the other end of the line And she received me just in time And I lean to her like a preference of mine Like a reference to friendship She defined my time Now I\'m waiting for Susan I don\'t know where I am in line I\'m waiting for Susan I wonder where I am in line