i was anxiously awaiting for you to call me.
but it wasn't my time, it was his, i see.
she's fast acting in slow motion. i diffuse the situation.
and my thoughts ride the sunbeams that scattered in every direction
until it's my turn, until it's my turn, until it's my turn
everything's as good as firewood
ahh ahh ahh ahh
until it's my turn, until it's my turn, until it's my turn
everything's as good as firewood
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting
i was anxiously awaiting, i was anxiously awaiting