Waiting for You

Words by Karl Obermeyer, Music by Capital Sons

Home from work on Friday
Thinking we could spend some time
The house is cold and lonesome inside
Refrigerators empty except the note you left beside
“Won’t be home until Sunday, Goodbye”

I’m always waiting for you, I’m always waiting for you
I’m always waiting for you to come home

Took you out last weekend
Uptown living suits you right
Lake and Hennepin where’s my money gone?
But now I can’t even find you
You haven’t returned my calls all night
This South town boy can’t compete with Uptown life