I know I've been waiting for someone to save me from thoughts that go bump in my head
But lately I'm finding a general lull in the number of saviours whose hearts aren't dead
Now there's a lot of compassion expressed in conversation but style seems to warrant the trade
I know its not fashion that causes this reaction but somebody's got to take the blame
Ohohoh someone like yourself

Oh, I'm sure I will grow to be a good man but for now I am still just a boy
And I still believe in the soul of purest rock and roll but I can't find that romance their still singing about
Ohoh maybe its inside someone like yourself

Oh, I thought for a moment due to someone's interventions that you might like to sit down
Oh, and play the good role of the beautiful lady who makes everyday worth my while
But as it turns out (I was just another passer-by whose soul you thought looked nice to squeeze
Oh, and now here I am waiting around for someone to pick me back up off the ground

Here I amwaiting around for someone to save mesomeone like yourself
Here I amwaiting around for someone to save mesomeone like yourself