From the recording World is Waiting

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Music and Lyrics: Nikki O'Neill

Produced by Nikki O’Neill and Joshua “Cartier” Cutsinger
Recorded at Hayloft Studios in Los Angeles, CA
Engineered by Joshua “Cartier” Cutsinger
Mixed by Ethan Allen at Sun Room Studios in Boaz, AL
Mastered by Gavin Lurssen at Lurssen Mastering in Los Angeles, CA

Musicians:
Nikki O’Neill: lead vocals, rhythm guitar, backing vocals

Joshua Pessar: slide guitar, rhythm guitar

Rob Fresco: electric bass

Rich Lackowski: drums, percussion

Doug Organ: piano, Hammond organ

Halina Janusz: backing vocals

Lisa Malsberger: backing vocals

Manda Mosher: backing vocals

Deb Morrison-Littell: backing vocals

Lyrics

A Man for All Seasons

It's leaking from my ceiling
and I'm feeling kinda cold
Reaching for a blanket
'cause there's no one here to hold

Knowing that the clouds will part
and the sun will shine through
I curl up and watch the shadows
I see seven shades of blue

I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
Biding my time
Where's a partner who can stick around
past the wine and dine

When life looks up, the players walk in
They don't need too many reasons
But I look past fair-weather guys
I want a man for all seasons ... for all seasons

Got an album with old photographs
of Cupids that have flown
Valentines gone forever
Fleeting like cologne

Some guys don't want to work too hard
They just want to mess around
Once you're sick on your couch with fever
They're nowhere to be found

I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
Biding my time
Where's a partner I can lean on
Who will be there, rain or shine

When life looks up, the players walk in
They don't need too many reasons
But I look past fair-weather guys
I want a man for all seasons

With me, in sickness and in health,
for better or for worse
To me, that's the finest kind of wealth
in this vast universe

When life looks up, the players walk in
They don't need too many reasons
But I look past fair-weather guys
I want a man, I want a man

When life looks up, the players walk in
They don't need too many reasons
But I look past fair-weather guys
I want a man for all seasons ... for all seasons ... for all seasons