Waiting is not my vocation Patience then not my forte I could say I've been standing in the rain forever But the Sun always shines in LA
I hear there's an LA Woman Maybe here is where She again will appear The clouds blew through for just a few seconds But here in LA all the skies are bright blue sunny and clear
They say She lives by the ocean She walks barefoot in the sand by the sea Behind Her ear there's a flower All then take notice of She
Her whispers barely but silent resound throughout all conscious thought Her aura is of love and passion hoping and never to be lost
There is an LA Woman The wind makes a carriage for Her grace She smiles as if by Her magic the moments of Her movements are blessed
I will wait a little bit longer An hour or maybe much more Where minutes cascade into later Until again Her beauty is once more revealed
Waiting is not my vocation Patience then not my forte I could say I've been waiting in the rain forever