• Sitting on the windowsill
    Waiting for the pain to still,
    watching the moon so bright.
    Tryin'to hold back the tears,
    Fighting away my fears
    of what's gonna happen tonight.

    Though you're not here with me
    I still feel your presence,
    Blocking the pain,
    that I know I can't resist.

    Wishing like crazy,
    that you'll make it through.
    Just want you to know,
    that i'll wait for you.

    Waiting, waiting
    for you to come home.
    Waiting, for a sign, just give me one.

    So while your fighting,
    off in Iraq.
    I'll be waiting for you,
    when you- come back.