Still Waiting

I'm still waiting, not to care I'm still skating, in the circles, in the foggy air I'm still scraping, my knees, on a frozen lake Making figures of eight, with my ice skates And I'll stay And I'll stay Hair in a mess Like Ophelia Cold in the night And oh-so bitter Cold in the night Without my coat Still waiting Still waiting Won't someone come for her Still waiting Still waiting She's out there on the lake somewhere Jumped into the car He took the bend too fast He lays there in the mud And in the broken glass