Go for a drive by your old place.
I been sitting here waiting up,
And it’s starting to look like a waste of time.
I can’t wait forever - don’t expect me to-
You know I ain’t getting any younger.
When are you coming home?
I been watching out the window
For your lights to shine down the road
But it sure is dark right now.
Now there has been some hope, it’s true.
A neighbor here and there drove by
And your mailbox shined.
But I can tell so early –
when they’ve barely made the turn-
That it ain’t you.
And I give up again.
I give up again.
When are you coming home?
I can’t wait forever - don’t expect me to-
You know I ain’t getting any younger.
I’m not getting any younger.
Not getting younger-
Getting older every day.
And I’m tired of waiting by the window
For you to show up.
I’m going to get in the old pickup
And go for a drive.
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How long, O LORD? Will you hide yourself forever? How long will your wrath burn like fire? Remember how short my time is! For what vanity you have created all the children of man! What man can live and never see death? Who can deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah Lord, where is your steadfast love of old, which by your faithfulness you swore to David? (Psalm 89:46-49 ESV)
