Rheadiculous

Little boy in the back of class, waiting for the time to pass

So he can see his Dad at last

He waits and waits and waits

 

Young girl with her heart on a string, a new love for her heart to bring

So she hangs around to hear the telephone ring

She waits and waits and waits

 

All this time we spend waiting, when we should be out creating

A new life to fill our time, find somebody new

Days go by and hours pass, but into the hour glass

I find myself wasting time, wasting time on you

 

Young man with a world of dreams

But years to go ‘til he earns his degree

So he’s off to study psychology

He waits and waits and waits

 

Lady sits at home alone

Long distance love always goes wrong

Still she hopes and prays that he’ll come home

She waits and waits and waits

 

All this time we spend waiting when we should be out creating

A new life to fill our time and find somebody new

Days go by and hours pass, but into the hour glass

I find myself wasting time, wasting time on you

 

Woman in an old folks home, she’s got on her Sunday clothes

Hopefully today they’ll show

 

But still she waits and waits and waits and waits (Wasting time)

She waits and waits and waits and waits (Waiting)

She waits and waits and waits and waits

 

Just like I’m wasting time on you

     All this time we spend waiting on love that is never returned to us, when what we should be doing is going out and creating new love in our life. Love is real because it hurts. It gives us hope, joy, pain, and sorrow. It is one of the strongest emotions and one of the best of emotions. But, if you are going to feel it, you have to feel ALL of it. I think some people hang on to the hope of it, as I was doing when I wrote this song. I also some some fear it because they did feel all of it once before. Yet. we still hold on to hope when it is missing, that it will somehow magically come back to us.