Waiting Hugo Barriol Don’t turn your eyes away from mine
I’d hold the wind who makes your dress fly
Stay a bit longer, dont do the step back yet
Oh oh oh

And my feet are anchored in the ground
Waiting, waiting
Like flowers in a field
Waiting, waiting
For some water and sun
To grow and stay alive

I’d hold the time to make it mine
Then you and I we’ll be on the same line

And my feet are anchored in the ground
Waiting, waiting
Like flowers in a field
Waiting, waiting
For some water and sun, still
To grow and stay alive

Alive, oh oh oh

And my feet are anchored in the ground
Waiting, waiting
Like flowers in a field
Waiting, waiting
For some water and sun, still
To grow and stay alive
To grow and stay alive