I've been waiting for you

I've been trying to look busy

I've been [bad word] with my face
 [bad word] with my voice

Inspired by stones and noise

I've been doubting

I've been wondering

I've been asking for you

Feeling like a gold digger

Knowing there's a bigger

Chance for gold than romance

I've been looking deep into many strangers' eyes

And used other senses at the same time

Trying to wake me up

With hopes to discover the big fuss about having a lover

I've been looking deep into many strangers' eyes

And used other senses at the same time

Trying to wake me up

With hopes to discover the big fuss about being a lover

The search took me on several detours

One to New York, one to next door

The trip to Berlin – worse than anything I've experienced before

The man was not well that was obvious

Wish I would've stepped on it

Skipped lesson five, moved on to six

But no, I had to try

I've been looking deep into many strangers' eyes

And used other senses at the same time

Trying to wake me up

With hopes to discover the big fuss about having a lover

I've been looking deep into many strangers' eyes

And used other senses at the same time

Trying to wake me up

With hopes to discover the big fuss about being a lover