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