Yeye won't wait Yeye won't wait There's flowers in the vase There's reeling in the story They moved to buffalo He's up early every morning He walks across the room Feeds the birds and cleans the cages Sits and writes a little Light across the pages Light across new york Light across their place She gets out of the bed Puts her hand up to his face Asks him where'd you get The flowers in the vase Yeye won't wait Yeye won't wait When he became an actor They both thought it was funny She called him california She made all of the money He never would've said He was desperate to be known He needed her protection Her blessing her bendición He messed up all the time He lost his sense of humor She left for san luisa A baby moving through her He doesn't like the story He tells it anyway He calls it cautionary There's flowers in the vase Yeye won't wait Yeye won't wait So the faucet breaks And the water's streaming And they fall together And their eyes are gleaming And it's kind of their religion No gods no benediction No mission that they've been given except for kissing for a minute in a little kitchen Yeye won't wait There's flowers in the vase Yeye won't wait