40 Past Midnight

Well Im waiting standing on the corner
And its coming 40 past the hour
In the midnight lonely freezing hour
With my insides churning in the gutter
And Im waiting 40 past midnight
Catching rain in the soda light
Wont you come and call me to your window
Please dont leave me waiting on the corner
We could have the best time
If you lighten up your life
With my pockets holey in the inside
With my bus ride rolling in the gutter
But if you would only light your lamp light
Then I would be here than any other
Well Im waiting 40 past midnight
Catching cold in the pouring rain
Wont you come and take me to your door
So I can take myself home again
When Im waiting standing on the corner
And the soda light begins to flicker
And its getting 40 past the hour
And I think
I wont see what
I figure Well
Im waiting freezing on the inside
Staring up at your window pane
If you wont come see me this evening
I can see myself here again