Come

I'm just sitting here,
On the windowsill,
And I'm looking outside,
But there's nothing to see.

And I might just leave, or might as well stay -
That's bitter, but true...
And I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you.

You know that, I'm sure,
Somehow you just feel...
And you say you wanna come,
But I don't think it's real

Your promises are like pure water,
But they're cold too...
But for some reason I don't really care -
I'm waiting for you.

And I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you...

You think I'll be near,
You know you're right
There's no way to leave and
The way out's to die.

But I'm just not ready for this,
And all I can do
Is sitting right here and waiting, and waiting for you.

And I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you...


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