Waiting here alone I frown,
Drooping eyes colored brown.
Why must I wait so long for you to arrive?
Why must I wait so long to feel alive?
Feeling so down and out, but wait,
I hear the door, you may be late.
But it wasn't you and again I sit alone,
Waiting to hear, " Baby I'm home."
I watch the seconds click by on the clock,
Tick tock, tick tock.
A minute feels like an hour,
My stomach is feeling sour.
Wishing I knew where you were,
My htoughts start running into a blur.
Wondering what it is you're doing,
Trying to remember great times, like when you were tattooing.
Suddenly I realize I have no reason to worry,
And I know you're attempting to get home in a hurry.
It's just waiting is the toughest thing,
A Queen awaiting the arrival of her King.
In this fairy tale that is my life,
Where one day we become man and wife.