With her eyes on the horizon and her feet on the ground

She’s just waiting for the day that his circus comes to town

She’s been waiting since December and now the time is getting near

To wait a little longer and to waste another year

       Hey Elisabeth, It doesn’t have to be this way

Don’t waste your life waiting, dreaming of a better day

If you never been to Boston I’ve heard it’s nice this time of year

Send me a postcard when you get there Elisabeth, my dear

She walks out on a limb and gets her heart in a mess

She throws her arms around the boys to make it hurt just a little less

And she gives them all the sins they need and helps them to confess

She’s been waiting since December in her peach party dress        

Hey Elisabeth, It doesn’t have to be this way

Don’t waste your life waiting, dreaming of a better day

If you never been to Georgia I’ve heard it’s nice this time of year

Send me a postcard when you get there Elisabeth, my dear

Oh...... don’t waste your beautiful life my dear   

Because you’ve been hanging on for way too long like a shattered chandelier

The things you keep inside you are the things that hurt the most

But you can leave them all behind you and just head out for the coast

He ain’t ever gonna change like you want him to

The only one who can make a change is you              

Hey Elisabeth, It doesn’t have to be this way      

Don’t waste your life waiting, dreaming of a better day

If you never been to Vegas well it’s nice this time of year

Send me a postcard when you get there Elisabeth, my dear

Send me a postcard when you get there Elisabeth, my dear

Send me a postcard when you get there Elisabeth, my dear

 

Words and music by Christopher Moody

 

 

Hey, Elisabeth