Help My Brother

I think it’s time to help my brother, I think it’s time to run

I wish that I could hear the music underneath your tongue

And I don’t know how the light stays on in your house

And I don’t know where to go now

Glad to see your gardens grow, and I’m happy that you’re fine

I wonder if the wind is blowing, rustling your blinds

And I wonder why my weeds have grown so high

And I still can’t get you off my mind

Waiting for daylight to save you

Waiting for daylight to save you

Waiting for daylight to save you

Is the hardest thing to do

You are on the radio, and I am on the mend

I will roll my window down and wait for the song to end

’Cause I love to hear you playing pretend

And I love the way the sunshine bends

Waiting for daylight to save you

Waiting for daylight to save you

Waiting for daylight to save you

Is the hardest thing to do