The Waiting Game

The Waiting Game - Squeeze

Written by：Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook

I heard the stomping of feet dancing

On the wooden floor upstairs

I wasn't in the mood for laughing

So I sat silent in my chair

There was someone missing I knew

Outside there fell the rain

Where had she gone

What could I do

I played the waiting game

The cigarette smoke was annoying

My mood was fit for a bath

A drink couldn't oil my expression

Nothing could make me laugh

I was worried out of my head

I was in such a state

What's keeping her

Where has she gone

I played the waiting game

When you love someone

You worry

When you love someone

You worry

When you just someone

You know the time it takes

To play the waiting game

To play the waiting game

Oh

The music got louder and louder

From the wooden floor upstairs

I played with a handful of peanuts

When I saw her standing there

My mood leapt right out of the bath

She had got stuck in the rain

Her coat dripped on a hanger

Playing the waiting

I couldn't understand her

Playing the waiting

Seemed like I'd wait forever

Playing the waiting game