I'm still waiting, not to care
I'm still skating in the circles
In the foggy air
I'm still scraping my knees on a frozen lake
Making figures of 8 with my ice skates

And I'll stay and I'll stay
Hair in a mess like Ophelia

Cold in the night and oh so bitter
Cold in the night without my coat

Still waiting still waiting
Won't someone come for her still waiting
Still waiting
She's out there on the lake somewhere

He jumped into the car
He took the bend to fast
He lays there in the mud
And in the broken glass