Waiting In Canada - Jann Arden

Every tear you cry

Every doubt you have

All of these things will pass away

All of your big mistakes

Your little old heart would break

Wishing that I would take them back

Write down the things you don’t want

Burn them in a glass

Write down the things you dream of

Make a paper plane that flies to heaven

And buy a ticket for a plane

And come and see me, baby

Or drive your car all night

By just starlight

To Canada

That’s where I’ll be waiting

All of the empty rooms

All of the silent space

Every warm embrace is you

Nothing is like it was

There’s nobody here but us

I have been filled right up with this

Write down the words of sadness

Burn them in a cup

Write down the things you’ve wanted

Throw them to the wind that’s soaring up to heaven

And buy a ticket for a plane

And come and see me, baby

Or drive your car all night

By just starlight

To Canada

Oh, buy a ticket for a plane

And come and see me, baby

Or drive your car all night

By just starlight, to Canada

That’s where I’ll be waiting