Carpet stained with my red wine

I've been staring at the fire

I keep looking at the time

I'm waiting on you



I can hear the howling wind

Yes the sound is getting higher

As the night is closing in

I'm waiting on you



Those big black eyes wicked smile

That you flash as you walk through my door

Into my life

Into my life

Into my life



Won't you come in and sit right down

Here let me pour a Stolichnaya

Why is it when you come around

I'm waiting on you



We drink until we get too tired

Even though you try to dance for me

I still can't light up your fire

So I'm waiting on you



From time to time I feel so blind

And there's still so much more left to do

Into my life

Into my life

Into my life



All right



You call me on the telephone

You say that I am always busy

So why am I here all alone

Waiting on you



I pick you up in my white car

I could fall ever so easily

Why you keep me hanging on

I'm waiting on you



Still, those big black eyes wicked smile

That you flash as you walk through my door

Into my life