HE'S BEEN TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH HIS FRIENDS AGAIN NOW SOMEONE'S GOT TO STAY AND TAKE CARE OF HIM AM I THE ONE? IT LOOKS LIKE I'M THE ONE. EVERY WAKING HOUR YOU LET BOTH ENDS BURN IT'S GETTING TOO QUICK AND THERE'S NO SIGN OF IT TURNING IT'S WHAT YOU WANT IT'S WHAT YOU WANT IT'S WHAT YOU WANT AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? SOMEBODY LEFT THE STOVE ON IN THE HOUSE TOO LONG NOW WE CAN WARM OUR HANDS FROM THE FRONT LAWN AT LEAST WE KNOW IT'S TIME FOR MOVING ON AND I CAN SEE THE LIGHTS OF AN AMBULANCE, AND THE SIRENS COMING OVER ON THE VALLEY WIND OH PLEASE TELL ME IT'S NOT ANOTHER FRIEND AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? SOMEONE'S GOT A NUMBER WITH A NAME ON IT SOMEBODY'S GOT TO GO WHEN THAT NUMBER'S PICKED AND IT'S ENOUGH TO BREAK YOUR HEART AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? DO I GOT TO WAIT TIL IT'S GONE? AM I GONNA WAIT TIL IT'S GONE?
I'VE WRITTEN A THOUSAND WORDS, I KNOW SORRY I LOVE YOU AND PLEASE DON'T GO I'VE WAITED SO LONG I'M SURE BEING STRONG I'VE WRITTEN A THOUSAND WORDS, I KNOW I AM WASTING YOUR WAY A LITTLE MORE EVERYDAY WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME WHEN I ASK YOU TO STAY ARE YOU GONNA GO ON YOUR WAY? WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME I SAW MILLION LIES WHO SPOKE OVER AND OVER TILL WE BROKE I KNOW THAT IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO YOU BE DO YOU WILL I THINK I SAW MY PALM WILL MEAN'T TO NEVER GROW I TOLD A MILLION LIES I KNOW I AM WASTING YOUR WAY A LITTLE MORE EVERYDAY WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME WHEN I ASK YOU TO STAY ARE YOU GONNA GO ON YOUR WAY? WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME WAIR FOR ME I AM WASTING YOUR WAY A LITTLE MORE EVRYDAY WAIT FOR ME WERE WASTING YOUR WAY A LITTLE MORE EVERY WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME WHEN I ASK YOU TO STAY ARE YOU GONNA GO ON YOUR WAY? WAIT FOR ME WAIT FOR ME IM NOW HIGH DON'T TELL ME THAT ITS OVER IM NOW HIGH CAN'T BE SECOND ANYMORE IM NOW HIGH YOUR STARING AT THE FUTURE IM NOW HIGH YOUR STARING AT THE JOY DON'T WAIT FOR ME
Waiting upon the Lord gives us a priceless opportunity to discover that there are many who wait upon us. Our children wait upon us to show patience, love, and understanding toward them. Our parents wait upon us to show gratitude and compassion. Our brothers and sisters wait upon us to be tolerant, merciful, and forgiving. Our spouses wait upon us to love them as the Savior has loved each one of us.
Robert D. Hales
There has never been upon the earth a generation of free men and women. It is not yet time to write a creed. Wait until the chains are broken-until dungeons are not regarded as temples. Wait until solemnity is not mistaken for wisdom-until mental cowardice ceases to be known as reverence. Wait until the living are considered the equals of the dead-until the cradle takes precedence of the coffin. Wait until what we know can be spoken without regard to what others may believe. Wait until teachers take the place of preachers-until followers become investigators. Wait until the world is free before you write a creed. In this creed there will be but one word-Liberty.
Robert G. Ingersoll
Kids don't say, "Wait." They say, "Wait up, hey wait up!" Because when you're little, your life is up. The future is up. Everything you want is up. "Hold up. Shut up! Mum, I'll clean up. Let me stay up!" Parents, of course, are just the opposite. Everything is down. "Just calm down. Slow down. Come down here! Sit down. Put... that... down."
Tell me, he said, "What is this thing about time? Why is it better to be late than early? People are always saying, we must wait, we must wait. what are they waiting for?" "Well [... ] I guess people wait in order to make sure of what they feel." "And when you have waited""-has it made you sure?
James A. Baldwin
Tell me, he said, "What is this thing about time? Why is it better to be late than early? People are always saying, we must wait, we must wait. what are they waiting for?" "Well [... ] I guess people wait in order to make sure of what they feel." "And when you have waited-has it made you sure?
This is going to hurt, but you will have to watch other couples be happier, richer and louder than you. Wait. No obstacle can withstand patience. Wait. You may not think so now, but there will come a time when you will be tempted to run away. Would that be right? Would that be fair? As every matriarch discovers, entire seasons will pass without reward. As your mate's peculiarities add up, what do you do? Wait! pg 45
Michael Ben Zehabe
The answers would come to her. No need to rush them. Ten years ago, but so well remember it was as if it had happened yesterday, she had suffered the repercussions brought on by thoughtless rushing. This time, she would wait. Not wait for him to act, like she had been doing these past months. She would wait to see how she would act.
I write poetry, worry, smile, laugh sleep continue for a while just like most of us just like all of us; sometimes I want to hug all Mankind on earth and say, god damn all this that they've brought down upon us, we are brave and good even though we are selfish and kill each other and kill ourselves, we are the people born to kill and die and weep in dark rooms and love in dark rooms, and wait, and wait and wait and wait. we are the people. we are nothing more.
Somebody at one of these places asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You "don't try". That's very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like it's looks, you make a pet out of it.
Do not wait for enough time or money to accomplish what you think you have in mind. Work with what you have right now. Work with the people around you right now... . Do not wait for what you assume is the appropriate, stress-free environment in which to generate expression... . Do not wait till you are sure that you know what you are doing... . What you do now, what you make of your present circumstances, will determine the quality and scope of your future endeavors.
But then one time, you track down an email address and you're near a computer with Internet access so you don't have that nice cushion and you type what you're feeling and press send before you have a chance to talk yourself out of it. And then you wait, and wait, and wait, and nothing comes back, so all those things you thought were so important to say, really, they weren't. They weren't worth saying at all.
The repeated requests for us to' wait,' and' wait,' and' wait' while our people are suffering, while our people are besieged, while our land is being colonized, and while the two-state solution is being destroyed and the prospects for peace are evaporating, must understand that such requests are not viable under these circumstances and are unsustainable.
If you think about the impact of climate change, it should be how a doctor would deal with the problem. A scientific hypothesis is tested to absolute destruction, but medicine can't wait. If a doctor sees a child with a fever, he can't wait for endless tests. He has to act on what is there. The risk of delay is so enormous that we can't wait until we are absolutely sure the patient is dying.
you are waiting. waiting for her.her time, love, care, smile. everything for her.you are hiding many ways that she should not know. she may be knows you.you wait for her voice, her chat with you, you get irritate sometimes her anger or too much talk - still you wait for her. you know she always sleep her phone on where your pic she has, you know she sleep almost on her phone. you wait for her breath. you perhaps wait for the sound of her neck chain with lockets.you wait for the rhythm of her walk- all are part of you.somewhere she is waiting too just listen your voice-.does not matter whatever the words.she is waiting for all those you are dreaming. she may be clueless how to say man-please , let me be with you.i want to live with you.she perhaps unknown how to run to you and hide in you.your waiting needs to reach to her.life is short.life to have to get.she is losing in deep dark of time.you both end this waiting.
He loves me. But I love you. But you love her. It's always that way, isn't it? You're willing to wait for her just like I'm willing to wait for you... just like he's willing to wait for me. Someday, we all might turn around and realize what we had in front of us all along. Someday, we might not. But until then, we're all stuck at waiting.
Waiting is one of life's hardships. It is hard enough to wait for chocolate cream pie while burnt roast beef is still on your plate. It is plenty difficult to wait for Halloween when the tedious month of September is still ahead of you. But to wait for one's adopted uncle to come home while a greedy and violent man is upstairs was one of the worst waits the Baudelaires had ever experienced.
Today, Iraq is an immediate danger to our nation. This time, we cannot wait. We cannot wait for Saddam Hussein to take a devastating action or to transfer a weapon of mass destruction to someone else who will. After September 11th, it is simply no longer an option to sit back and contemplate an enemy - one with a stated intent to harm us, a track record and the means, and just wait for him to strike in order to protect ourselves.
You told me once of the plants that lie dormant through the drought, that wait, half-dead, deep in the earth. The plants that wait for the rain. You said they'd wait for years, if they had to; that they'd almost kill themselves before they grew again. But as soon as those first drops of water fall, those plants begin to stretch and spread their roots. They travel up through the soil and sand to reach the surface. There's a chance for them again.