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Waiting for something

I'm still waiting 'till forever comes knocking at my door
To ask me
What I want do with my life.
But I already know the answer
I would give him
But I can't tell you
Cause forever don't like that
So I'm here waiting at my door.
For him to come
Before it's to late

What would I do,
If you were still here
Also waiting 'till forever
But you missed him
So you couldn't live
The life you wanted to live?.

And everyone is chancing
In a way I can't describe
Maybe it's hope
That they are losing
Faith in what was real

There was a girl
Next door
Who asked me
Why I'm always standing
At my door
But I couldn't give her the answer
She's so nice and pretty
Like a flower
In the desert
I wish I was her

And I'm still hoping
And dreaming away
At my door
Waiting 'till forever comes knocking at my door
To ask me
What I want to do with my life
But I already know the answer
I would give him
But I can't tell you
Cause forever don't like that
So I'm here waiting at my door.
For him to come
Before it's to late

Finne

28-05-2002

Finne

Geregistreerd op:
20 mei 2002

Uit: BelgiŽ

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