Flushing Stars - Buffalo Tom

When she combs her hair, she flushes stars down her back

Tiny avalanches crumbling, gliding, falling down

And she’s calling us, calling our cause

They’re all waiting for her to come down from her star

When her problems come they come and go like winter time

And I’m pacing with her fitting in just like a rhyme

And she’s calling us, calling our cause

They’re all waiting for her to come down from her star

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

No

When the sidewalk, opens it lets you into better things

She learned that long ago opponents lash with wicked things

And she’s calling us, calling all cars

They’re all waiting for her to come down from her star

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

But I can’t wait forever, I’ve no time

No!