I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting seasons change, some day
Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you through that garden gate.

I want to be the wandering sailor
We're silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting seasons change, ah, ah
You'll see, one day, these dreams will pull you through my door
And I'll come running to tie your shoe
And I'll come running to tie your shoe.

Lyrics submitted by iNclet, edited by goodnews

"I'll Come Running" as written by Brian Eno

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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I'll Come Running (To Tie Your Shoe) song meanings
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    My InterpretationSomeone who wants love, but who isn't willing to lift a finger to go find it. Just expects that sitting around the house and daydreaming about it will be enough. And why will this work? Because (he asserts) he would be ever so devoted once the lover arrives... which in his head makes him worthy... and therefore love ought to just show up without his having to make any effort.

    I also get the sense that this song is sort of gently poking fun at these unrealistic expectations. :)
    bouncingleafon January 27, 2017   Link
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    General CommentThis Song Has Been Dedicated to Ritva Saarikko's shoes and Ian MacDonald's polish
    iNcleton June 08, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentLiving for someone else. Devotion.
    thebodiesobtainedon April 30, 2008   Link
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    General CommentWeird song. I can't stop listening to it.
    InnocentBystanderson January 28, 2009   Link
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    General CommentWaiting and hoping for love to show up.
    In this life, there's nothing else to do.
    ubiq1eron May 02, 2010   Link

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