Waiting Game

Temptation 
Self destruction 
I’ve been waiting sometime 
For you 

Hours 
Days away 
Minutes slowly fade 
Give it up again I’ll show 
I’ll wait a while 
Because I know 

Chorus:
Maybe I won’t give up now
Maybe it’s not too late 
To find all that I’m after 
This waiting game 

I search there far and wide 
To find the things that 
I couldn’t find 
All the hours and the unrest 
Days so worthless 
I won’t contest

Chorus:
Maybe I won’t give up now
Maybe it’s not too late 
To find all that I’m after 
This waiting game 

Bridge:
I once fell so hard 
Long ago 
Waiting on you to come 
But you didn’t show
So now I’ll search out here 
Far and wide to see all the places 
That you couldn’t find 

Chorus:
Maybe I won’t give up now
Maybe it’s not too late 
To find all that I’m after 
This waiting game 


 

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