Waiting Not Looking – Becky Hill
I know you’re on your way
Sat here patiently
Been thinking ’bout the day
When you’re here facing me
‘Cause I’ve been hibernating
Sat here, anticipating
Holding on for the spring
‘Cause I got visions of us walking in the sand
Sun up in the sky, warming our romance
We can chase the rain running down the glass
Away from us
We should let things just happen
I’m not lonely, it don’t matter
You will find me, find me
Waiting, not looking
When the cold has been forgotten
And you feel yourself warming
You will find me, find me
Waiting, not looking
