I will never make it as a writer, oh,
So I guess I'll see you later,
Or never, yeah...
And if the folks don't like it,
We'll sleep out on the pavement.
Yeah, there's a lesson in the concrete,
Probably, yeah...
Outside, your wait is over,
All day, I pray November comes.
I remember...
Oh, and how'd you even see with those eyes?
When we're forever in the wrong, but we'll be right.
Could you count on me?
Probably, yeah...
Probably, yeah...
Probably...
Outside, your wait is over,
All day, I pray November...
You say my wait is over,
All day, I pray November comes.
I pray November comes.
I pray November...
I pray November comes.
I pray November...
