It's Sunday night and I'm waiting alone
You promised me that you'd be here by now
I'm stressing out a bit since you're an hour late
You're never late
So now I'm
Waiting and waiting for you to arrive
Longing and longing to see your face
Hoping and hoping you'll be here soon
Waiting and waiting for you to arrive
I'm turning it all over in my head
Things that I did, things that you should have said
I'm over analyzing every conversation
That we've ever had
While I am
Waiting and waiting for you to arrive
Longing and longing to see your face
Hoping and hoping you'll be here soon
Waiting and waiting for you to arrive
Now I'm standing in the middle of a crossroads
Do I stay and wait?
Do I go back home?
Home...
It's way past midnight, and you're not here
I'd be kidding myself if I still thought you'd arrive
What am I supposed to do now?
Move on?