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Wait and we wait
What we feel anticipates
Is it high In the air
Only few who care
The man in the box
The buoy in the sea
What we say
To satisfy me
Nothin in my mind
But getting in that door
This is why we are waiting
This is what we live for
Ring on telephone
Talk to me
Telephone ring on
Who shall it be
Wait and we wait
For a sec. you create
I see something mackin
I start packin
I feel that its real
As i turn in position
How am i sure that
This is my condition
Nothing in my mind
But getting in that door
This is why I'm waiting
This is what i live for
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