Waiting For A Sign - Savages

You don’t like their manners

You don’t like there face

You turn yourself away

From the man who madly drinks

Now you find your nights deeper

Without anyone else

Without anyone else around

Waiting for a sign

Waiting for a sign

Waiting for a sign

I’m waiting for a sign

I’m waiting for a sign

I’m waiting

You introduced me to

Different kind of lovers

You told me to walk through

Different kind of tunnels

I guess love by nature

Suited to your face

Something hard to get

But easy to embrace

Waiting for a sign

Waiting for a sign

Waiting for a sign

I’m waiting for a sign

I’m waiting for a sign

I’m waiting