He enters the room
And I can feel my self slipping
It can all slip away, in one moment of weakness
I defend my loneliness.
Temptation is near
to tell him all I need to hear
But it can all slip away easy
When he is so near
Alone in a crowded room
Waiting for a word or two
Waiting for my moment
Waiting on you.
Temptation is so near
Yet now seems so far
May I blend in the back
So he’ll notice from afar
My heart's pounding
Waiting on you
Temptation is near
I’m still waiting for you.
Monday, 21 January 2008
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