I'm sitting in my room
Waiting for a miracle
Four walls and a pen, in my hand.

That's all I got tonight,
It's the end of the summer
I got this pain in my body and in my brain.

And if I'm feeling better
It's not because of you
Might be this pills I'm taking

There like a band aid on a wound.
Alicia, I'm waiting for a miracle
Alicia, I'm waitng for you.

Why should I tie a knot
In my running shoe?
Why should I drag a comb

Thru my wet hair
I try to keep on living
Like a dirty window pane

I need a miracle to wash
This pain down the drain
Alicia, I'm waiting for a miracle

Alicia, I'm waitng for you.