Текст: Joan Armatrading. Lovers Speak. Waiting.

Eight o'clock I wake up
You didn't come to bed
I go downstairs
Try to keep my head together

At ten thirty
I look at my watch
I wonder darling

La
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Twelve o'clock I'm really
Going out of my head
I've got ideas running round my brain
Can't go on this way

No work
I can't eat
And I do not really sleep

When I close my eyes
I hold identity parades
For the face that stole your heart

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

What time will you come back, baby?
Four a.m. I'll be here
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm waiting for you, baby

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

You're my candy God
How you sweet talk me
You're my fantasy

Six is not too early
To come back to me, baby
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm waiting for you, baby

I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you baby
I'm waiting for you baby

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, oh

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, oh

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, oh

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la