(LancasterFrost)

Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride

I been waiting so long, a year has gone

Look at all the people, strangers every one

I've been looking so long, a year has gone



You were all I lived for, I guess my life is through

I've been living so long, I can't go on

Lonely Sunday morning, rest in peace, my love

You been sleeping so long, a year has gone



How could I ever start to tell you

The end is almost here?

The song of love is ringing in my ears

Playing loud, playing clear

The song will never change

The memory will always be so near



Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride

I been waiting so long, a year has gone