Woorden: Chris Merritt. The Mexican Border.

She orders her food
She stares at the boy in the back
She's falling in love
He's bending the curve of his back
Sipping his soda

He's looking for fries
There's always some left in the bag
The light from above
Is fading an inch from his eyes
Sipping his soda

When you feel that alone
It's hard to tell the difference
Between being alone and being unwanted
When you feel that alone
Just remember, remember
I'm waiting for you
Waiting for you

They're living a lie
The mirror is ugly and fat
There's nothing to love
And no one will know 'till I die
What I was meant for

When you feel that alone
It's hard to tell the difference
Between being alone and being unwanted
When you feel that alone
Remember, remember
I'm waiting for you
Yeah I'm waiting for you
Somewhere waiting for you
Someone waiting for you

So the question is not why?
The question is when you can answer why?
When you can answer yourself why?
You'll be where you want when you answer why not?

I was giving the whole thing up
But I didn't know what the whole thing was yet
And I thought I was sure to die
But I hadn't even begun to start life

I'm losing a good friend now
He's walking around on the Mexican border
And now I'm finding a brand new town
And finding the sound that will kill my borders and now I'm

Waiting for you
Yeah I'm waiting for
Yeah I'm waiting for you
Yeah I'm waiting for you

(Thanks to Easton for these lyrics)