A-waiting

call it a picnic, partying in wilderness
all set to boot, but where’s my companion?
Let me play music and sing a song
Serenade her to come where I’m waiting

all set to boot, but where’s my companion?
let me choose the lyrics carefully from my heart
Serenade her to come where I’m waiting
she’s sensitive – for an apology waiting

let me choose the lyrics carefully from my heart
call it a picnic, partying in wilderness
she’s sensitive – for an apology waiting
Let me play music and sing a song


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