Waiting for the phone to ring
I wait through winter for the spring
Like waiting on platforms for trains for hours and hours

Looking for a needle in the hay
Looking for the right things to say
Looking for someone – it’s not all chocolates and flowers

Over here, I’m over here
Been underground, coming up now
And I’ll be coming back for more

Over here, I’m over here
Maybe behind you, when I find you
I’ll be knocking at your door

You look so good, you sound so right
And now I want to know

Are you the rose or the thorn?
Are you the teacup or the storm?
Are you the one worth waiting for?
Are you the shipwreck or the shore?

Read the label, read the signs
Been reading in between the lines
I’d read the book before the movie, season after season

Give me the child, I’ll show you the man
Give me a chance, here I am
Out of the box – come on and give me a reason to…

Over here, I’m over here
Day after day, time slips away
I hope I run into you soon

Over here, I’m over here
But I won’t settle for the petal
When the flower’s still in bloom

You look so good, you feel so right
Now I want to know