I´m still waiting, not to care
I´m still skating in the circles in the foggy air
I´m still scraping my knees on a frozen lake
Making figures of 8 with my ice skates

And I´ll stay
And I´ll stay
Hair in a mess
Like Ophelia

Cold in the night
And oh so bitter
Cold in the night
Without my coat

Still waiting
Still waiting
Won´t someone come for her
Still waiting
Still waiting
She´s out there on the lake somewhere

He jumped into the car

He took the bend to fast
He lays there in the mud
And in the broken glass