I feel like I'm always waiting for something
a change in the weather
Or a new outfit to buy
A new person to meet
A new song to come on the radio
But mostly, I'm waiting for me to change
to be come someone else
to be somewhere else
Except when I'm with you
Who I am is perfectly fine
and there's no where else I'd rather be
and I forget I'm waiting for anything else
but then it occurs to me
It must be you
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