Funeral Dress

On a rack in a store for a discount price,
but the colour's been changed to a black from white,
though the difference will probably be lost on me,
anyway.

And don't worry if laughter is on your lips,
'cause you wouldn't be you if you changed for this.
And I won't measure love by the tears that drip
from your face.

I can't wait for you.
I can't wait for you.

I suppose I should hope that it turns out fine,
but I hope that some sadness does cross your mind,
and you'll look for me when you have crossed that line,
come one day.

I can't wait for you.
I can't wait for you.
I can't wait for you.

I can't wait for you.