Verse 1Shadows On The Broad Lawn, Canopy Of TreesSometime After Midnight, The Ground Is Gonna Freeze.Birds In The Frosty Air, What Are They Doing There?Verse 2Greenhouse Full Of Butcher's Broom, Breezes At My BackSome Time Before The Sun Comes Up, The Earth Is Gonna Crack.I Look Down At My Hands, Like They Were Mirrors.InterludeVerse 3Fresh Coffee At Sunrise, Warm My Lips Against The Cup.Been Waiting Such A Long Time Now, My Number's Finally Coming Up.All The Neighbors Come On Out To Their Front Porches, Waving Torches.Outro
