Car On A Hill

I've been sitting up waiting for my sugar to show I've been listening to the sirens and the radio He said he'd be over three hours ago I've been waiting for his car on the hill He makes friends easy He's not like me I watch for judgement anxiously Now where in the city can that boy be Waiting for a car Climbing Climbing Climbing the hill He's a real good talker--I think he's friend Fast tires come screaming around the bend But there's still no buzzer They roll on... And-I'm waiting for his car on the hill It always seems so righteous at the start When there's so much laughter When there's so much spark When there's so much sweetness in the dark Waiting for a car Climbing Climbing Climbing the hill