Waiting for a lost love I have been in this tavern five years now—
Wondering with the skies until they bow.
Enlightening myself that I can be;
That I can remain in love, you will see.
I am not in the least bit tired, really
Going for nostalgia is what keeps me
Still waiting although it doesn’t make sense
With cries from my heart, I’ll find you I pledge,
I learned some tricks on how to rethink things:
Hardly notice it, better than nothing’s
I have always been here waiting, my love —
Waiting for you to be back, for me to have
If only I didn’t lose my chance to,
I’ll bid you goodbye, and oh, I love you too.