Love I’m waiting!

Love I’m waiting!Drifting off you catch the image of his face, thousand plus nights spentrunning the raceDreaming of the day you finally get to his placeSomething pulls you from those perfect dreams, no matter howclose you come it seemsPull the brake but the crazy train rumbles and steamsFind the depot, jump into the fields if you must, hourslate, it’s forty-second street or bustInto the arms of the face of the future you trustLove I’m waiting!, he cries; but he mumbles under his breathThis waiting will surely one day be the cause of my deathLove I’m waiting!, he wails at the top of his lungs; chokingback a tearLoathing the loneliness brings a worry it won’t end- hisdeepest fearLove I’m waiting! Love I don’t care about the consequenceI’ll stand proud giving my all for you as my lone defenseJudge me how you may, but I’ve only this to sayLove I’m waiting!, I pray to God today’s the dayI love you babe!Tim Windisch03 11 2026