Låttexter: Dag Nasty. Four On The Floor. Still Waiting.

These are the toughest days
Time is slow and the skies are gray
Well, this is the hardest time
To tell yourself to take your time

Seems like a hundred years
Since I thought it would all work out
Seems like a hundred years
And I'm still here

I've got nothing but time
So I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting

One time my eyes were wide
I couldn't wait 'til I could drive
Everything in life was free
It was healthy, loud and honest

Well, it seems like a hundred years
But I guess it's been only ten
It seems like a hundred years
And I'm still here

I've got nothing but time
So I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting

I've got nothing but time
So I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting

These are the toughest days
Not sure it's worth the wait
Well, this is the hardest time
To tell myself just one more time

And it seems like a hundred years
But it's been only ten
It seems like a million years
And I'm still here

I've got nothing but time
So I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting

I've got nothing but time
So I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting
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Oh, just waiting, waiting