| A Sign |
|---|
| Felt your warmth |
| Got me wanting more |
| The door was open |
| For me to explore |
| But you play hot |
| And you blow cold |
| Sometimes I’m so alone |
| And you are nowhere near to hold |
| Still |
| Still waiting for a sign |
| To know where I stand |
| I walk a thin Line |
| I never seem to know |
| Should I stay should I go |
| Still |
| Still waiting for a sign |
