Waiting for love
George Smith / David Brown
Neil Armstrong plants his NASA tread
Into the earth’s collective head
At home on monochrome TV
He steps into immortality
And we’re gonna leave a mark on our own star
But ours will shine up from the boulevard
What we wish while we’re waiting
What we wish while we’re waiting
What we wish while we’re waiting for love
Rosy explosions in the sky
Majorettes - all epaulettes and thigh
A blast of brass - a marching band
Crowds waltz and salsa hand in hand
It’s all worked out and waiting to go live
Just waiting for you to walk into my life
We try to rock and roll with the punches
Do our best to duck and dive
We know that when it comes to the crunch it’s
Dreams we need to keep our souls alive
Soon I’ll be the king of the great apes
And then I’ll understand why this heart aches
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