I found out I was in another town didn't know they had to send out I was waiting by the telephone looking out from the top floor Now this rain is not something I adore but I was standing there hoping to open up the door I looked around put a hand into my pocket And found a book that I had lost I was dressed in black feeling out of time just waiting for that shiny Cadillac baby send one out to bring me back There was no one there to tell me And I myself I couldn't see that the hour hadn't come So it's left with only roses And an uphill climb in sight no more dancing in the wasteland I was too wasted anyhow I placed one hand on my forehead I shook the other one and sighed in the now dead room And the only child listen.... No one was there to tell me And I myself I could not see that the hour hadn't come