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GCommon man, six foot taC9ll he stands D
C9Waiting on his date for some company party in France D
GAnd she's late, the bosC9s man said (a quarter till eight) D
C9And as nine rolled around at his watch he's looking down, the ticking fate D
C9Oh the funny thing about love is it mDakes you wait G C9 G
GHe wore his good shoes, now he's walkinC9g them home with the homesick blues D
C9Feeling like he fucked up, it's all right he'll get back up because he chooses to D
GHis overcoat, specklC9ed with snow he walks alone D
C9Just then he turns his head and sees a girl of which they said the poets wrote D
C9Don't hesitatDe my dear, don't wait Emput it all on the line G
C9I'm a leap of faith mDy dear, and I'm slipping down youEmr spine G
C9I willD wait my dear till I'm dead orEm the end of my time G
C9Or you let me know yDou're mine G C9 G
GHe went insane; oh the thC9ought of her tortured his brain D
C9So he retraced his steps so he would not forget where she'd been D
GBut she was gone, just the sC9cent of her lingered on D
C9So he lived all of his days with his head stuck in a maze half stoned D
C9Don't hesitatDe my dear, don't wait put iEmt all on the line G
C9I'm a leap of faitDh my dear, and I'm slipping down yEmour spine G
C9I will Dwait my dear till I'm dead Emor the end of my time G
C9Or you let me know Dyou're mine G
C9Or you let me know Dyou're mine G C9 G
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