To love and get away before the walls have arisen You've got to be free But to go on attempting to break into the prison You'd have to be me I wait for the sun to rise over the mountain I wait for your touch I wait for your angels to carry me home But I wait too much Waiting for you I have no problem telling right from wrong Fiction from what's true No problem telling the dream from the dawn My problem is you Waiting here for you
I wanted to live in the realm of the senses You've got to know how And for some kinds of pleasure there are no defenses I know that now Our love is a crackling ladder of lightning Our love is a fire Our love is a wave moving deep in an ocean Of need and desire Waiting for you I have no problem with this crooked world I play the cards I drew No problem with the changes life has hurled My problem is you Waiting here for you
I need your wonder and I need your light I need your tender touch to heal the night I need you laughing and I need you free And I need to lock you away deep inside of me Waiting for you
I have no problem telling right from wrong The way some people do I know exactly where these arms belong My problem is you Waiting here for you
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