Russian Literature

Well I've been waiting here for hours, It's getting cold, position closed, A new direction, a new dawn, Consider this my formal complaint I hope you felt cheated at home, To look so fine, fine, fine, fine, fine Don't waste your life, just go outside Well I've been waiting to forget, How the pieces all fell away, You've left your home town, where you grew up, I hadn't noticed how your accent had changed