Seems I can never say the right thing
The words fall from me then burn
You're always looking for a one night thing
I'm here waiting for my turn
You ask me "who's supposed to love you"
Because I don't know what love is
You dont know I love you, and I always did
Take my hand, and trust this promise
One I hope to never break I love you, and I'm being honest
I promise you right here is where I'll wait
Where I'll wait
Seems like you're dead set on patience
The world could fall away now
I guess I'll just have to eagerly wait then
For my luck to come around
You ask me "what have I done to deserve you"?
Because I've not always been all the way down
You don't know I forgive you, and we will always keep on forgiving you
Take my hand, and trust this promise
One I hope to never break I love you, and I'm being honest
I promise you right here is where I'll wait
Where I'll wait
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Frankie Martinelli
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