Lyrics:

The bearer of bad news
Is talking to the greeds.
Floating forth a message
Hiding in the trees.
The weary voice inside you
Is darker in the night.
The healing in the morning light.

While you're out wasting time
With the right guy,
With the right guy.

Tell the early morning
That I am on my way.
Send to him my greetings
For happy holidays
Spend my open eyes on
The things I left behind.
My sturdy feet and my hopeful eyes...

While you're out wasting time
With the right guy,
With the right guy.

The rich man counts his money
And holds it in the light.
Folds hands together
And keeps it by his side.
He counts his every blessing
Heaped upon our heads.
And tells us to remember them...

While you're out wasting time
With the right guy,
With the right guy.
While you're out wasting time
With the right guy,
With the right guy,
With the right guy,
With the right guy,
With the right guy,
With the right guy,
With the right guy.