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.