You got your trouble, I got my own And look how it takes to the warmth of your home You can't wait you're all ready to go Out in the cold wind, out in the snow There's cards on the table, cards in your hand Some people take more, I'm gonna stand The bent edge of the diamond queen Just slipped out from your shirt sleeve Waiting a long time, possibly still For what few find, most never will Waiting to find what sets you free Until then, what needs must be What more, yeah what more They ask is there And I tell myself No need to care Waiting to find what sets you free Until then, what needs must be