Intro:    (x2) Verse : I looked for you in everyone I looked between the moon and the sun I look for you in girls that are not Even resembling the picture I’ve got I asked if you were seen down the park Old men on benches they had not I looked in churches cemeteries and bars I looked in the void between the stars All the while ah ah ah ah-ah I might have known you were waiting home yeah Ah ah ah-ah ah You get tired of waiting for me baby Ah ah ah-ah ah I might have known you were waiting home yeah Ah ah ah-ah ah You get tired of waiting Verse : I asked if you were seen down in hell prophets of bad weeather couldn’t tell I searched in brothels and I looked for your name in every library book I showed your picture to the man working at the newspaper stand been looking every waitress in the eye I looked from the gutter right up to the sky All the while ah ah ah ah-ah I might have known you were waiting home yeah Ah ah ah-ah ah You get tired of waiting for me baby Ah ah ah-ah ah I might have known you were waiting home yeah Ah ah ah-ah ah You get tired of waiting Outro: (x4)

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la quête désespérée d'un amour perdu, où le narrateur recherche son être cher partout, dans des lieux inattendus, entre le ciel et la terre, mais aussi dans des endroits sombres comme les enfer et les bordels. Ce parcours témoigne d'un mélange de nostalgie et de désespoir, montrant à quel point il est prêt à explorer chaque recoin pour la retrouver, tout en réalisant qu'elle l'attend peut-être à la maison. C'est une réflexion sur l'errance émotionnelle et la difficulté de trouver ce que l'on cherche dans un monde rempli de distractions. Les thèmes de l'attente et de la désillusion sous-tendent son récit, soulignant une certaine tristesse dans cette recherche.