The Counting Crows Follow

Waiting for a room of our own
Leave my sister alone, she doesn't deserve this
She is a flower and I am a flower and we are all alone

I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting, I'm waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight it's just melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home

And all these painless dreams I am just waiting for the sun to open
To open up my heart to anyone
Just bring me some rain because I'm dying
And I can't get this damn thing closed again

I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting, I'm waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight, it's just melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and I gotta get myself home

Where's the fun house this year, right here
The fairground's deserted and all the skies don't seem as near
But Nicole's my oldest friend
Yeah, but the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again

I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting, I'm waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight it's just melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and I gotta get myself home, home

I can't find my way home
I can't find my way home
I can't find my way home
I can't find, I can't find, I can't, I can't, I can't
Oh I can't find my way home

Waiting for a room of our own
Leave my sister alone, she doesn't deserve this