Waking before you 
I've got a fever and a childish wish for snow
Seems like a long, long time 
Since I spun you to this borrowed radio
You pick a place that's where I'll be 
Time like your cheek has turned for me 
Someday the waves will stop 
Every aching old machine will feel no pain 
Someday we both will walk 
Where a baby made tomorrow is again 
Waking before you 
I'm like the lord who sees his love though we don't know 
Seems like a long, long time 
Since I've been above you seen and loved you so 
You pick a place that's where I'll be 
Time like your cheek has turned for me