Waiting
Senorita
sitting at the table stirring her tea
Staring
out the window gazing past me
I
hear a gentle sigh as she wonders why
Where
has her man gone maybe goodbye?
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
Waiting
for the sky to turn blue
Waiting
hoping that her love is true
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
All
the guy’s eyes linger on the lady she’s a beauty queen
They’d
go and say hello but they’d make a scene
Besides
her diamond ring is an obvious sign
Nothing
like seven carats to say she’s mine
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
Waiting
for the sky to turn blue
Waiting
hoping that her love is true
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
The
door opens with a gust of wind she turns in anticipation
Hopes
rise but truth turns to lies gospel gone
How
one forgets a thousand regrets of angry words
Maybe
the lady spoke one too many heard
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
Waiting
for the sky to turn blue
Waiting
hoping that her love is true
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
When
seconds turn to hours the clock is cruel
Jealousy
is a mystery making the wise a fool
In
her mind she plays the morn a thousand times
Wicked
poetry there ain’t nothing that rhymes
Sipping
her tea the taste too sweet and plenty lukewarm
Black
clouds gathering looks like a coming storm
Why
don’t he give a call or even text me?
Waiting
and waiting please don’t vex me
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
Waiting
for the sky to turn blue
Waiting
hoping that her love is true
She’s
waiting what else can she do?
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