It's been a month of Sundays since I could fake a smile Trying to lose my lonely in self-imposed exile Trying to stay friendly but feeling so hostile It's like I'm cold to the touch, mortuary style
If I could have one more kiss You know the one you miss
I'm nothing but lonely Waiting and wanting Wanting and waiting for you Ooh, it's true
Now I'm blind with no tomorrow in my eyes Said, the harsh sting of sorrow is one I recognize The truth of the matter is just one you can't disguise I've been so lost on my own since the day you said goodbye
I know we don't stand a chance But gimme, gimme this last dance
I'm nothing but lonely Waiting and wanting Said, I'm wanting and waiting for you All right
I'm nothing but lonely Waiting and wanting Love, I'm wanting and waiting for you Oh, I'm nothing but lonely Waiting and wanting 'Cause I'm wanting and waiting for you
Blood, blood, my blood's on fire Blood, blood, my blood's on fire Blood, blood, my blood's on fire Blood, blood, that's why I'm waiting, I'm wantingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
