Every minute seems like a hour
Every second seems like torture
When I don't hear
When i don't get that order

We are in a conversation of silence
We are in a play of mine
Am I seeing this right or
Am I ending up in a asylum

I beg of you let this happen
Don't hold me at arms length
Let us become one again
I don't want to become misshapen

I'm scared and excited
I'm nervous but bold
I'm forward yet shy
I hope we can be reunited

I hate waiting
I have no patience
I'm exhausted
All this waiting is grating

How long till I know
How long till I get the answers
How long till once again we are driving through Bordeaux