While she lays sleeping,
I stay out late at night and play my songs,
And sometimes all the nights can be so long,
And it's good when I finally make it home,all alone.
While she lays dreaming ,
I try to get undressed without the light,
And quietly she says how was your night?
And I come to her and say,
it was all right,
and I hold her tight.

And she believes in me ,
I'll never know just what she sees in me,
I told her someday if she was my girl ,
I could change the world,
With my little songs, I was wrong,
But she has faith in me,
and so I go on trying faithfully,
And who knows maybe on some special night,
if my song is right,
I will find a way, find a way...

While she lays waiting,
I stumble to the kitchen for a bite,
Then I see my old guitar in the night,
Just waiting for me like a secret friend, and there's no end,
While she lays crying, I fumble with a melody or two,
And I'm torn between the things that I should do,
And she says to wake her up when I am through ,
God her love is true...

And she believes in me,
I'll never know just what she sees in me,
I told her someday if she was my girl,
I could change the world,
With my little songs, I was wrong,
But she has faith in me,
and so I go on trying faithfully,
And who knows maybe on some special night,
if my song is right,
I will find a way, while she waits...
while she waits for me for me!