waited till the eveningnnwaited till the sky turned blacknntook me to the supermarketnnshowed me round out backnnand i have found the most amazing thingsnnto be the hardest to definennbut all too often these daysnnwe find ourseves nntalking bout that linennnnbetween the mediocre letdownnnand the most amazing thingnnthat you could or couldn't think of nnin your wildest crazy dreamsnnwe're all waiting for the evening nnwaiting for the sky to turn blacknnwhen the stars align and moonlight shinesnnon all of us through one tiny cracknnwell know what we are fighting fornnand what we're up againstnnand as we gear for our battlesnnwe will shrug off our pretensesnnnnand who needs a gate whennnwe all have housesnnclimb that fence