Lletres: Shearwater. Other. I Can't Wait.

You left some of your sweetness
On my tongue in that evening
With your husband and me
I can't wait

I made a book of the hour
I let you out of the tower
Through the murderous crowd
Let the bombs fall so loud
I can't wait

I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait, no
I can't wait