Wait Out the Winter Songtext
von The Eastern

Watching him by the roadside
Shaded, bright eyes and a thumb
Thinking about what my father said
Only one chance to be young
Only one chance to be young

My sweet peace of mind
Guess I′ve been gone too long
If I ask you for forgiveness
Can I come on home to Wooce Town?
Wait out the winter a while


The shops are all closed on a Sunday
I know that you're sleeping, it′s late
If I call you up from a payphone
Will you tell me all of your stories
In the time when you're still half awake?

My sweet peace of mind
You hang in the air like a ghost
With the high sun in the horizon
The bus that I should be on
And the road leads to the coast

My sweet peace of mind
Guess I've been gone too long
If I ask you for forgiveness
Can I come on home to Wooce Town?
Wait out the winter a while