A Song for the Waiting

Turn on the radio, what do you hear?
Songs of love, making it in the rain
and then songs of the breaking and the pain.
But I’m not like those people who found love,
dancing in the drizzle, and kissing oh-so-wrong.
I just want some love, and I just a song.

So here’s a song for the misplaced
and a song for the waiting,
because I’m sure I can’t be alone.
A song for the hurt who were pushed around.
And song for the ones who are waiting
waiting for the sweet elixir called love.

“I remember you’re gentle touch and kiss,”
that’s all you ever hear of nowadays,
makes me want to throw my life away.
All I want is someone to realize,
all I want is the sense that I belong,
that’s why I want love, and I want a song.

So here’s a song for the misplaced
and a song for the waiting,
because I’m sure I can’t be alone.
A song for the hurt who were pushed around.
And song for the ones who are waiting
waiting for the sweet elixir called love.

So I sat there dreaming and waiting
for him, my knight, to come a take me
and whisper in my ear, who I was meant to be.
So where is he at? Where did he go?
I’ve been here thinking for so long.
That’s why I wrote a song.

So here’s a song for the misplaced
and a song for the waiting,
because I’m sure I can’t be alone.
A song for the hurt who were pushed around.
And song for the ones who are waiting
waiting for the sweet elixir called love.