Woorden: Kyle Riabko. Before I Speak. Waiting.

Days are passing so slowly
Hours turning into weeks
And I am feeling so lonely
I guess I?ll have to wait and see

With time on my shoulders
I?m closer to the ground
But though I?m growing older
I?m glad to stick around

I am waiting all alone
Ready for our bliss
Counting down until you?re home
I am waiting for your kiss

Nights are colder than ever
With no one in my loving arms
I know I?ll feel so much better
When you and I are neath the stars

Waiting
Waiting