Waiting

Rivers ran dry like the tears in my eyes

Sitting like a statue glued to my Waterloo

The slot will hail me for I am still as a stone

Countless full moon and billions of stars passed over me

Never mind that, I will not move even a muscle

Coz I am afraid that I will lose sight of you

Even the numbers on my calendar escaped their places

Leaving me alone staring on nothing but hopelessness

Even if forever forsake me still I will wait for you wherever it takes me.