Well I'm waiting standing on the corner

And it's coming 40 past the hour

In the midnight lonely freezing hour

With my insides churning in the gutter



And I'm waiting 40 past midnight

Catching rain in the soda light

Won't you come and call me to your window

Please don't leave me waiting on the corner



We could have the best time

If you lighten up your life



With my pockets holey in the inside

With my bus ride rolling in the gutter

But if you would only light your lamp light

Then I would be here than any other



Well I'm waiting 40 past midnight

Catching cold in the pouring rain

Won't you come and take me to your door

So I can take myself home again



When I'm waiting standing on the corner

And the soda light begins to flicker

And it's getting 40 past the hour

And I think I won't see what I figure



Well I'm waiting freezing on the inside

Staring up at your window pane

If you won't come see me this evening

I can see myself here again