There are two types of waiting. There’s waiting for something you know is
coming, sooner or later—like waiting for the 6:28 train, or the school bus, or a party where a certain handsome boy might be. And then there’s waiting for something you don’t know is coming. You don’t even know what it is exactly, but you’re hoping for it. You’re imagining it and living your life for it. That’s the kind of waiting that makes a fist in your heart.<3
Hey what you thinking?
Is it worth giving us a chance?
Since the beginning,
All we wanted was a dance.
Tonight it’s just us two,
Just you and I,
So full of life,
Stars in the sky,
And then you look at your feet, then softly say,
I’m never going away.
So tonight take me to the other side