waiting, waiting
all day by the phone
waiting, waiting
for the sound of my ring-tone
waiting, waiting
and it’s killing me
waiting, waiting
eating at my brain
waiting, waiting
and it’s stressing me out
waiting, waiting
I want to scream out
waiting, waiting
starring at the screen
waiting, waiting
for your name to pop up on my hand-held machine
waiting, waiting
until I feel I can’t no more
waiting, waiting
Still, a slave to this war.