Waiting, down at the station I don't remember, I think it was late Standing, always so quiet We're like elevators, filled up with strangers No sound, no hallelujahs Still I was praying, on the train ride home If I can get the things I want If I can get the things I want Just give me what I need Our words, fill up the pages Fill up the days with, songs for the ages Still those, vows that we all speak We break them like concrete Just make our words cheap I want, someone to grow with Songs I can sing to And a family to cling to But if I can get the things I want If I can get the things I want Just give me what I need Just give me what I need