歌词
My baby's got a habit
Of disappearing without a trace
Where he goes, nobody knows
But it's written all over his face
Hope's a funny thing
When you're living a life of sin
And the nights you need him most
Are the nights he won't come in
Hey, yeah
Waiting, wondering
Waiting, wondering
Waiting for my baby
Waiting, wondering
Stressed-out situation
Waiting on my man
No, I don't want to give up this feeling
I'm wondering if I can
Hope's a funny thing
When you're living a life of sin
And the nights you need him most
Are the nights he won't come in
Oh, yeah
Waiting, wondering
Waiting, wondering
Waiting for my baby
Waiting, wondering
Mm-hmm
Talking 'bout my baby
Shh, wondering
Waiting, wondering
Waiting, wondering
Waiting for my baby
Waiting, wondering
