| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while and take |
| The love the giving and all |
| That comes with it |
| I was walking back bare feet |
| Cut my toe on a cinderblock |
| That somebody laid last week |
| But today it left a mark |
| Stumblin down towards the sea |
| Where the good times used to be |
| Now I’m holding my breath |
| I’m pounding my chest |
| Won’t you listen to me |
| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while and take |
| The love the giving and all |
| That comes with it |
| Riding in the eye of a hurricane |
| Hoping for change in the weather babe |
| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while |
| Now I can’t just double back |
| Drops of blood drying in my tracks |
| Just my luck I got left behind |
| So I walk |
| Stumbling down towards the sea |
| Where the good times used to be |
| Now I’m holding my breath pounding my chest |
| Won’t you listen to me |
| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while and take |
| The love the giving and all |
| That comes with it |
| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while and take |
| The love the giving and all |
| That comes with it |
| Riding in the eye of a hurricane |
| Hoping for change in the weather babe |
| Wait |
| Let’s talk for a minute and walk |
| Let’s walk for a while |
| Let’s walk for a while |