I was waiting and waiting
From dawn to the night,
And night to next morning
Keeping the phone in sight.
But the phone never rang.
Never rang by you.
Not then, not in years.
Like my eye never had tears.
It’s not the love we had
That kept me waiting.
It’s the lost friendship
That I have been searching.
You left me, alone.
And I never asked why.
You been nice to me,
At least said good bye.
Don’t be confused
About me and you.
I missed the friend
That is still inside you.
I hope you would call me
One day, someday.
I am waiting to talk
On that special day.