Wait outside
Vintage dealer by day; every song is built around a synth she refused to sell
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- G major
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.64
- vocal at
- 8.4s
- length
- 3:29
- language
- It
lyrics
I watched you by the bakery glass At ten past eleven, letting minutes pass My heels in a puddle by Via Brera You said, “Go in first,” but I stayed there Your coat held rain from the curbside line My silver ring caught the taxi shine You turned to the door, then looked back at me And I said, “No, wait,” so you’d wait with me Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Let the rain decide The doorman yawned near the marble floor Your keys made a ring by the side door I traced your sleeve with a paper cup You asked, “Are you coming?” I looked up Your hair was wet from the awning drip A drop hit my mouth as I bit my lip The band in the club played one slow tune But I liked the rain on the steps more than the room Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Let the rain decide At half past one, the window steamed Your watch face glowed like a silver beam I touched your hand by the cold brass rail We stayed in the rain till the last bell fell Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Wait outside Let the rain decide