She sat there alone
Under his table
Like a puppy waiting
For a piece of bone
She always ask herself-
Should she stop waiting
Or should she continue believing?
Now she's here sitting
From a distance, waiting
That he will take a look
At the small souvenir she left
Under his table
Before she walk away...
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC
She sat there alone
Under his table
Like a puppy waiting
For a piece of bone
She always ask herself-
Should she stop waiting
Or should she continue believing?
Now she's here sitting
From a distance, waiting
That he will take a look
At the small souvenir she left
Under his table
Before she walk away...
