A little boy me went fishing in a wooden boat. Sitting there for hours in the cold. Patience is a virtue til we die. Then a ripple in the water caught my eye. Sometimes we don't know what we're waiting for. That's the time to be the first one on the dance floor. We go from green to blue to gold to black. Breathe deep who knows how long this will last. Only was last week I learned to drive. Stole my Mother's keys and drove all night. Christine never showed it's 4am. Started up Mum's car drove home again. Sometimes we don't know what we're waiting for. That's the time to be the first one on the dance floor. We go from green to blue to gold to black. Breathe deep who knows how long this will last. One year ago I kissed my bride. Now I wait to hear my baby's cry. Woman showed me all that she knew then. To cut himself down man's born again. Sometimes we don't know what we're waiting for. That's the time to be the first one on the dance floor. We go from green to blue to gold to black. Breathe deep who knows how long this will last. Christine died and now I'm here alone. What I wouldn't give to be on that wooden boat