feelings growing old

I wait for the answers
The one's I cannot see
and I wait for every other day
to see if you're coming

And I wan't you to know how i'm feeling for you
But I don't wanna sit here, staring at my youth

You see, I'm growing old
Too old, to sit and wait
For you, to realize what you've been hidden for me

And I wan't you to know how I'm feeling for you
I don't wanna sit here, just waiting for the truth


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