Waiting
baby, i've been waitingi've been waiting night and day
i didn't see the time
i waited half my life away
there were lots of invitations
and i know you sent me some
but i was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come
i know you really loved me
but, you see, my hands were tied
i know it must have hurt you
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum
and me i'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come
ah, i don't believe you'd like it
you wouldn't like it here
there ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe
the maestro says it's mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come
