(harley allen)

He should have been out playin
But he sat on his front step
All day hes just been there waiting
And nobodys showed up yet
His dad said hed come get him
Bright and early sunday morn
But his mom knows hes forgotten
Like he has since he was born, but. . .

Hes still waiting, hes still waiting
He might be around the corner
Or just right down the street
Hes still waiting, hes still waiting
He tells his mom, dont worry,
This time hell come get me
Hes still waiting

Group home in kentucky
Shes been there for a while
They tell her that shes lucky
Shes such a pretty child
Somebodys gonna take you
And raise you as their own
She never knew her parents
And shes never had a home, but . . .

Shes still waiting, shes still waiting
They might be around the corner
Or just right down the street
Shes still waiting, shes still waiting
She tells em, I dont worry,
Someone will come for me
Shes still waiting

Theyre children of the needle
The bottle and the poor
The sum of broken people
Who cant go on no more
Sad eyes and dirty faces
City streets and dirt roads
Their lives are slowly wasting
While everybody knows

Theyre still waiting, theyre still waiting
All the little faces different races
Who dont know what love is
Theyre still waiting, theyre still waiting
All the sones and daughters of missing fathers
Who never miss their kids
Theyre still waiting, theyre still waiting, theyre still waiting

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