Waiting Game Songtext
von Jools Holland
Waiting Game Songtext
Where there′s a will, there's a way, kinda beautiful
And every night has its day, so magical
And if there′s love in this life, there's no obstacle
That can't be defeated
For every tyrant to tear upon the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of the miracle
For every dreamer, a dream we′re unstoppable
With something to believe in
Monday left me broken
Tuesday I was through with hoping
Wednesday my empty arms were open
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love
Bang the stars it′s Friday
I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday
Guess I won′t be coming to church on Sunday
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love
To come around
For every tyrant to tear upon the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of the miracle
For every dreamer, a dream we′re unstoppable
With something to believe in
Monday left me broken
Tuesday I was through with hoping
Wednesday my empty arms were open
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love
Bang the stars it's Friday
I′m burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday
Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love
To come around
And every night has its day, so magical
And if there′s love in this life, there's no obstacle
That can't be defeated
For every tyrant to tear upon the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of the miracle
For every dreamer, a dream we′re unstoppable
With something to believe in
Monday left me broken
Tuesday I was through with hoping
Wednesday my empty arms were open
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love
Bang the stars it′s Friday
I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday
Guess I won′t be coming to church on Sunday
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love
To come around
For every tyrant to tear upon the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of the miracle
For every dreamer, a dream we′re unstoppable
With something to believe in
Monday left me broken
Tuesday I was through with hoping
Wednesday my empty arms were open
Thursday waiting for love, waiting for love
Bang the stars it's Friday
I′m burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday
Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday
I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love
To come around
Writer(s): Glenn Martin Tilbrook, Christopher Henry Difford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com