I'm waiting on you
to bring me the bag
that holds my future in it
I check the time
the scene of the crime
the second hand moves a minute
I don't know who I am
tomorrow moves slow
and yesterday's lone gone
all I need
is a place in need
for which I can hold on
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting on you
I'm trusting that you
can keep all my secrets
that I can never tell
I've given up on ways
to get through the day
just relying on myself
you are my hope
that the world will run smoothly
lately it's been rough
my fingers are aching
for what's there for the taking
I believe I've had enough
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting on you
I'm using my hearing
to lift up my spirits
I need your knock on the door
right to the letter
I will feel better
when you bring me more
I'm trying not to be desperate
I know there's some meaning
deep within this space
I don't need advice
but I'll pay the price
as soon as I see your face
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I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting on you
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