I am waiting for you in the rain.

I am waiting for you through the music I am playing.

I am waiting to see your image swagger through the shadows

and rescue me from a house full of noise.

I am waiting for you in the dark. 

I am waiting for you to hear the pleas in my eyes,

hear the tears in my sighs,

sense the ever-growing need for you to be there.

I am waiting for you in the light.

I am waiting for you in the morning time

when I lay in bed awake,

before the rest of the world rises and I can’t put my mind back to bed.

I am waiting for you to come to me and put an end to this painful yearning.

I am waiting for you to recognize what I need,

instinctively,

from just a look I am waiting

for you to understand like no one else has ever understood before

or will ever understand again.

I am waiting for you

to untie this knotted mess that has become me

I am waiting for you, for both of you

I am waiting.