Waiting

Heard it from around the corner The whistling wind The burlap bag in the barbed wire Was ripped to shreds Broken glass beside the highway Crushed cement Blinding headlights cut the cold air A painless end Waiting was the hardest thing You took pride in everything Waiting for my heart to break You were right and I was late Nights like this i go out drinking Browning out I was tired, I was pretending to be there Waiting was the hardest thing You took pride in evеrything Waiting for my heart to break You werе right and I was late