Servant to Blues - Wooden Wand

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you

But now it is winter and the breeze has turned blue

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you

Sometimes where I live feels just like a warm cocoon

Sometimes I dream I kick over a candle and burn the room

But now it is morning and I want the truth

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you

I’ve planned very poorly and compromised a few

I’m not happy with what we’ve become beneath this old roof

Can’t you see I’ve gone crazy and brought back a love for two

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you

Only a servant to blues would wait this long for you