Waiting Songtext
von Jack Tempchin

I′m waiting for a vision, waiting like a saint
I guess I'm waiting for that box of magic paints
Waiting for the good luck piece so I will never lose
Waiting for the mountain to move

I′m waiting, oh yes I am
Waiting, it's almost in my hands

I'm waiting like the sand waits for the sea
Waiting like the Statue of Liberty
I′m waiting like a racehorse waits to run
Waiting like an abandoned car rusting in the sun

Waiting for an angel all dressed in white
Waiting for a goddess wrapped in shining light
Waiting for a steer, waiting for a queen
To take me far away from here in some kind of dream


And I′m waiting like a rat waits for the cheese
I'm waiting for you to say please
I′m waiting like a bulldog for the moment of attack
Waiting for a phone call, an email and a fax
I'm waiting like a cop who says, "Hey, hey man, get a grip!"
I′m waiting like a woman waits for her sailor on a ship

I'm waiting for a devil who wants to make a deal
Waiting like a starving man for a handout meal
I′m waiting for the drugs to kill the pain
Waiting like the desert for that first drop of rain

I'm waiting for one kiss from your lips
I'm waiting and the clock just ticks
I′m waiting while the sun goes sinking down
I′m waiting 'cause what′s lost can still be found

If you keep on waiting
If you keep on waiting
Keep on waiting
Keep on waiting
Keep on waiting
Keep on waiting