"Wait" lyrics

"Wait"

Thought that if I waited
Things might happen
There was no need to move myself
What's happening to me?
Sit around and sit around
My legs are underneath me
Sit around and dream around
The things I'm going to be

But I've waited so long
Forgotten what I was waiting for
Waited six long years or more
Another minute won't make any difference, at all

Might even happen today
Might even happen tomorrow
Everyone is waiting
Everyone reciting
Ways of moving slowly
But nobody is moving

I've waited so long
Forgotten what I was waiting for
Waited six long years or more
Another minute won't make any difference, at all

Might even happen
When you are looking out the window
Might even happen
When you are walking down the stairs

All I seem to do is wait
Waiting for buses, waiting for trains
But my bus is always late
All I seem to do is wait
Spend my life anticipating
Things that will never happen
Things that will never happen

My God, I've waited so long
Forgotten what I was waiting for
Waited six long years or more
Another minute won't make any difference, at all


Writer(s): Michael James Peterson, Elsten Creole Torres, Robert Ellis Orrall
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