Wait and we wait
What we feel anticipates
Is it high In the air
Only few who care
The man in the box
The booey in the sea
What we say
Is out of misery
Nothin in my mind
But getting in that door
This is why we are waiting
This is what we live for

Ring on telephone
Talk to me
Telephone ring on
Who shall it be

Wiat and we wait
For a sec you create
I see something mackin
I start packin
I feel that it's real
As i turn in postion
How am i sure that
This is my condition
Nothing in my mind
But getting in that door
This is why I'm waiting
This is what i live for