Текст песни: Waiting, Waiting! + перевод

I met my girl at the end of the world

But she don’t call me «babe» anymore

She don’t hold out her hand for me.

We spoke on the phone

I spent my nights alone

And she got an apartment in town

But I’m not welcome ‘round there no more.

Waiting, waiting for the call

With my suitcase packed and my guitar by the door

But it looks like she’s moving on.

Well, I rolled into town to see who was around

But everyone’s cooped up at home

And I don’t even have one.

So I called up my friend and we both pretend that I haven’t been gone for too

long

And I’m drinking alone again.

Waiting, waiting for the call

And the spinning starts when my feet hit the floor

My friends are moving on.

I’m a singer of songs and a right-er of wrongs and I fight for the things that

I have

But I know you don’t see it

Maybe someday things will all go my way and I wont be so broke and so sad

I wish I believed it.

Waiting, waiting for the call

I’ll be singing my songs till my throat is stripped and raw

But you wont see me moving on

This is where I belong.

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