HAPPY COCKTOBER

[mygildedfantasy]

I'm Not Waiting For You

Two years, three years
you have had my eye.
Handsome, friendly,
someone else's guy.

I'll see you at a party, and we will say hello.
We'll chatter at a party,
and i will wonder if you know.
I'm not waiting for you.
I'm not waiting for you.

Single? hardly.
You can play the field.
Friends say: "No Way"
I just clutch my shield.

I'll see you at a party and want to
hold you so.
I'll feel you at a party,
but i quickly whisper "no"
I'm not waiting for you.
I'm not waiting for you.

Am I old?
Am I dumb?
Do i wear the wrong kind of jeans?
Am I fat?
Am I slow?
Do I read the wrong magazines?
Am I tall?
Am I cold?
Am I all the wrong in betweens?

I'm not changing, I'm not growing,
you're not watching, I'm not going,
we're not loving, you're not seeing,
I'm not waiting, I'm not waiting...

Four years, five years.
Finally get the call.
You're free. I'm free.
Free to disenthrall.
But we stagger to a party as if it were an alibi.
You lose me at the party
and i stop to wonder why
I've been waiting for you.
I'm not waiting for you.