Waiting At The Gate Lyrics
(Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman)An occasional joint, a glass or two of beerStill I would never have guessed that you’d wind up hereIn a half-way house, on a dead-end streetIn a run-down part of a one-horse townBut just do what they say, don’t worry ‘bout your girl‘Cause I won't run away, and I won't run aroundAnd I won't let you down, and without a doubtI’ll be waiting, waitingWaiting at the gate when they let you outYou set the world on fire, dancing after darkNow you’re playing solitaire in a fenced-in parkI’m not the one to judge you, so baby don’t be scaredNo one gets a free ride, none of us is sparedI’ll be back on the ninth, I’ve circled the dateThree o’clock sharp, and I won't be lateYou’ve been through hell I know what that’s all aboutAnd I’ll be waiting, waitingWaiting at the gate when they let you outThe doctors have so little faithThey say you were a classic caseThey said the chance is eight in tenThey’d see you back in here againBut I’m counting on you to prove the doctors wrongI’m imagining you, healthy and strongYour papers all stamped, your eyes so bright and blueLooking like a baby picture of youWalking down the path, your suitcase in your handThe howling at your back, a brand new manBe a perfect little camper, be a brave little scoutAnd I’ll be waiting waitingWaiting at the gate when they let you out...
Carly Simon Waiting At The Gate
