I been waitin’, waitin’, waitin’ on you,
You don’t show, I don’t know what to do.
I been ridin’, ridin’, ridin’ solo tonight,
808s knockin’, tryna make it right.
Yeah, I still wait, I still pray,
Even when the world don’t stay my way.
Booked a table, said “let’s just talk,”
Picked a spot right down the block.
I waited there till the sky turned dark,
Fork in my hand, pain in my heart.
Texted twice, no reply,
Watched every car that passed me by.
Waiter said, “you still expect someone?”
I said, “yeah… but I think she’s gone
Maybe I was wrong for thinking we could heal,
Maybe time don’t care how real it feels.
I’d trade this plane for your passenger seat,
If I could see you smile just once this week.
Every love song hits too close,
Every laugh feels like a ghost.
You moved on, and that’s okay,
But I still check that café every day
I been waitin’, waitin’, waitin’ on you,
You don’t show, I don’t know what to do.
I been ridin’, ridin’, ridin’ solo tonight,
808s knockin’, tryna make it right.
Yeah, I still wait, I still pray,
Even when the world don’t stay my way.
I tried to fix what we broke,
But I’m drowning in my own smoke.
Heart full of words I never spoke,
Now it’s me and the echo of hope.
And I still see your face in the rain,
Every drop whispers your name.
Guess some things never change —
Even when I’m miles away
Now I’m writing verses on a napkin,
Spilling truth I can’t imagine.
People say “you’ll find someone new,”
But I still see my future in you.
I’ve made peace, but it still hurts,
Healing ain’t easy when love reverts.
Some nights I dream you showed that day,
And everything bad just washed away
I been waitin’, waitin’, waitin’ on you,
You don’t show, I don’t know what to do.
I been ridin’, ridin’, ridin’ solo tonight,
808s knockin’, tryna make it right.
Yeah, I still wait, I still pray,
Even when the world don’t stay my way.
Maybe one day we’ll cross that road,
Older hearts carrying the same old load.
I’ll still wait, I’ll still hope,
Even when I’m climbing life’s steep slope.
If love’s a flight, I missed my gate,
But I can’t unfeel, can’t uncreate.
I’ll keep these verses, I’ll keep this pain,
Maybe someday you’ll feel the same.
I wish I could have you back,
Give this thing another crack.
But I gotta turn my back,
Walk down the street, get in the cab.
Turn my head as it drives away,
Seeing you not there — I fade to gray.
Now I gotta catch my flight and fly away,
Told the pilot “turn around,” but it’s too late
Now I just gotta put on these head phones a listen to these 808s
FRESHPRINCE
