Wait For Me - Lotte Kestner

He'll come to me in a dream

And I don't even know his name

A pretty mark upon his breast

To signify him from the rest

But he and I are just the same

Building bridges out of fame

He stands upon a dinner plate

And tells me

That I'll have to wait

Wait for me

I know it won't be easy

What a thing

To believe

In a dream

Perhaps I knew him long ago

I wrote him poems at nine years old

But then I become a woman

The letter slipped right through my hands

I practiced all my wit and charm

Had many boys on every arm

I learned the depths of love and hate

But never did learn how to wait

Wait for you

You say it like it's easy to do

What a thing

To believe

In a dream

I hope you know that all my life

I wanna to be a wife

A partner and a confidant

To a boy who wants the things I want

A boy who doesn't come along

'Cause he's already where I'm going

I stand upon a broken stage

I beg you darling

Please please wait

Wait for me

I know it won't be easy

What a thing

To believe

In a dream

I believe

In a dream