All of these hours, too many hours, are left in this longing day The city between us feels big and wide as a mountain range Watch you in my mind, all through my lunchtime, Like a silent matinee show Wanting and waiting for this day to be over and the night to go slow Wanting and waiting Waiting and wanting Tower blocks, chimneys and glass office buildings will part like the great red sea So I could stand and wave at you waving at me See you in my head, laughing like the dead Time is an expensive thing Wanting and waiting what only you can bring Wanting and waiting Waiting and wanting I'd climb the Pyrenees Just to get you closer to me Wanting and waiting Waiting and wanting Waiting and wanting Wanting and waiting Waiting and wanting Wanting and waiting Waiting and wanting Wanting and waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting