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Baby, I've been travelling so long
Searching for the things for which you asked
Trying to make you think I could become
The things you want
And, baby, I've been working so hard
Scratching in the dirt and in the fire
Begging for the beautiful life
That you require
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So help me find the light
Without you, I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard
Still waiting for the part
Now, finally, I'm back on our road
Crunching on the shingle in the drive
Hungry for your love as I return
But there's no sign
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So help me find the light
Without you, I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard
Still waiting for the part
I thought that you'd be waiting like a soldier's queen
Gazing from your window, holding out for me
What a fool I've been again
I know I'm like a difficult child
Screaming through the night
So help me find the light
Without you, I'm a broken down car
Rusting in the yard
Still waiting for the part
On the band’s website, Tim wrote:
I like the fact that the lyrics of this song are slightly schizophrenic. Or maybe ‘conflicted’ would be a kinder way to put it. They’re very male.
A slightly geeky factette is that with the line “I thought that you’d be waiting like a soldier’s queen”, I was think...