Lyrics:

Carpet stained with my red wineI've been staring at the fireI keep looking at the timeI'm waiting on youI can hear the howling windYes the sound is getting higherAs the night is closing inI'm waiting on youThose big black eyes wicked smileThat you flash as you walk through my doorInto my lifeInto my lifeInto my lifeWon't you come in and sit right downHere let me pour a stolichnayaWhy is it when you come aroundI'm waiting on youWe drink until we get too tiredEven though you try to dance for meI still can't light up your fireSo I'm waiting on youFrom time to time I feel so blindAnd there's still so much more left to doInto my lifeInto my lifeInto my lifeYou call me on the telephoneYou say that I am always busySo why am I here all aloneWaiting on youI pick you up in my white carI could fall ever so easilyWhy you keep me hanging onI'm waiting on youStill, those big black eyes wicked smileThat you flash as you walk through my doorInto my life