You go out looking for some money

You go out looking for some money,
To go and build a future for you and your honey.
You struggle hard; you’re proper sweating, nothing ‘s great,
You got not time, you don’t sleep, you take no break.

But she is waiting, she is the one,
She sits by the window, looking out for you when you’re gone.
But she is waiting, she is the one,
She stays up all night waiting for you to be done.

Where are you going? No one knows.
What are you doing? Problem grows.
Everyone’s head is concentrated ahead,
Every living soul is building his life’s control.
But you are lost, drowning in confusion,
You can’t decide, you can’t make no conclusion.

But she is waiting, she is the one,
She sits by the window, looking out for you when you’re gone.
But she is waiting, she is the one,
She stays up all night waiting for you to be done.

You look at her, with pretty busy eyes,
Coming back late, not looking for compromise.
She is the one; you just assume she’ll always be there,
No matter what you do, no matter why, when, where.

She is the one, she is the one,
She waits for you, on her own,
She is the one, she is the one,
She’ll wait forever, while you’re gone.

Life changes in a tiny blink,
You got your car, from many missuses a wink.
You get all busy, life‘s no longer fizzy,
You get around; you no longer touch the ground.
Reached the sky, so why are you sad? Why? Why?
You finally understood, the cause of this mood:
You walk,
Street number thirteen, flat seventeen,
You choke,
You ring the bell, ding-dong, ding-dong,
You hang a sec,
Ding-dong, ding-dong,
You drop the flowers, she’s gone, you were wrong
Ding-dong, ding-dong…

She was the one, she was the one,
She waited for you on her own.
She was the one, was the one,
She waited too long, while you were gone.

April is gone; time is now for ‘embers.
You sit long nights, hoping she still remembers.
You hear senseless voices, screams sound so silent,
Your heart is gone, soul is leaving, you can’t be violent.
The only noise, to get you to move your skinny but,
Is “please empty the bus, we’ve reached our final stop”.

So where’s the mistake? You took everything you could take…
So what’s wrong? What’s wrong?
Ding-dong, ding-dong.