Don't forget what you left outside When there is rain nothing dries on the line I'll feel better soon Sometime I am patient in the burning of this fire and through the waiting The waiting, all the waiting I was sick before this illness I was sick every minute Then you returned and my body gives in Will I ever get my chance again through the waiting
The waiting, all the waiting The waiting Dont forget what you left outside When there is rain nothing dries on the line I will feel better soon Sometime? I am patient in the burning of this fire and through the waiting The waiting, all the waiting I am waiting