The cool is dead, baby

Go on and sleep

Rest your weary head and love a better me

And in the morning

We'll start over again

That's how they do it up on the screen

So me and my baby

We would dance all night

But I don't know the steps

In my baby's time

To do it like they do it

For the girls uptown

I hear they light them up like the blues

So I'm waiting, so I'm waiting

And she's waiting, and she's waiting

For us to remember



Was I good to you, the wife of my youth

No other soul could love you

Like my rotten bones do

So I will wait on the edges in between

These New York streets

Where you and I would meet



For twenty nine years

We loved that line

And I would take it easy

If I had your mind

But I'm a cannonball to a house on fire

And you're slow like Motown soul

So what man wouldn't love her

With that long black hair

If I cut you up

Maybe I came to bear

To bandage your wounds

With the salt on my tongue

And I'm the only one not here

So I'm waiting, so I'm waiting

And she's waiting, and she's waiting

For us to remember



So was I good to you, the wife of my youth

No other soul could love you

Like my rotten bones do

So I will wait on the edges in between

These New York streets

Where you and I would meet



And only I can heal your wounds

Only I can heal your wounds

When you can't go on

When you can't go on

When you can't go on

When you know, hold on



So was I good to you, the wife of my youth

No other soul could love you

Like my

So was I good to you, the wife of my youth

No other soul could love you

Like my rotten bones do

So I will wait on the edges in between

And I will wait on the edges in between

And I will wait on the edges in between

These New York streets

On all these New York streets

Where you and I would meet