it was written by the prophets long ago
every man has a hungry heart
like the ones we were given, were only half living
and were waiting for the other part
so like adam needed eve i need you now
it was fashion by a god above
that the lonely man greeted empty handed
can be filled by his one true love
and im tired of waiting
im tired of being alone
im tired of waiting
tell me when will this heart feel like a home
im tired of waiting
im tired of walking this line
but its the waiting that makes me starving for you
and this hunger will make us that much better with time
so well wait in this vineyard of precious time
where the masters all well need
he knew when to pick us off the vine
hell know when to make our color bleed together
they say all this waiting can only sweeten this heart of mine
yeah id love to see your face and finally find the place
where only spirits make a better wine
but im still tired of waiting
im tired of being alone
im tired of waiting
tell me when will this heart feel like a home
im tired of waiting
im tired of walking this line
but its the waiting that makes me starving for you
and this hunger will make us that much better..
not a day goes by i dont dream of you
for now fantasizing is all i can do
i know someday soon i will understand
the kiss of your lips, the love in your heart and the touch of your hands
but im still tired of waiting
im tired of being alone
im tired of waiting
tell me when will this heart feel like a home
im tired of waiting
im tired of walking this line
but its the waiting that makes me starving for you
and this hunger will make us that much better with time