Description

One-Stop, Country folk, Slow tempo, dreamy, atmospheric, retro, nostalgic, old timey, 1950s, 50's, Southern, Americana, jazzy, light, airy, vibraphone, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, eletric piano, drums, bass, organ, Nashville, Tennessee, United States

Lyrics

I’m waiting on the sun to rise, lift the shadows of the night Oh my darkness, you’re a friend, a friend of mine I’m waiting on the Spring to move, undo all that Winters do Turning death into life and old into new But this life has had it’s way And I know I’m not the same But I long for who I was before the change I’m waiting on my wounds to heal, ready for my heart to feel Surrender my sword and drop my shield I’m waiting on the sun to rise, lift the shadows of the night Oh the darkness is no friend, no friend of mine I’m waiting on the Spring to move, undo all that Winters do Turning death into life and old into new But this life has had it’s way And I know I’m not the same But I long for who I was before the change I’m waiting on my wounds to heal ready for my heart to feel And surrender my sword and drop my shield Everyone has me convinced That there’s no escaping this And I better, yeah, I better get used to it So I’m waiting on the sun to rise, lift the shadows of the night Oh the darkness is no friend, no friend of mine Yeah, the darkness is no friend, no friend of mine