Streetlight,
Flickering,
Over and over again.
And me,
Just standing there.
The cold, wet ground,
The sea of black sky,
And no one there to comfort me.
You said you\'d be here,
To meet you at the flickering streetlight.
But I waited minutes,
I waited hours,
And you never came.
So alone in the harsh cold,
I'll still be here,
Waiting
Crying,
Wishing,
Waiting,
Just sitting there and waiting.
Until I can wait no more.
So I\'ll meet you by the streetlight,
And give you one more chance.
I\'ll be sitting there,
Waiting,
Crying,
Wishing,
Until my wish is simply gone.
