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Waiting 2 by Lyneric

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Waiting 2 by Lyneric - pop,female vocals music cover art

Waiting 2

pop,female vocals

0:003:32
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
In the hush of midnight’s breath, I think of you—soft and slow,
A whispered name that lingers, where only quiet shadows go.
Butterflies in secret flight, beneath the silver glow,
My heart replies in silence, a language only we know.
(Pre-Chorus)
Coffee-steamed mornings, stolen looks that never rush,
I close my eyes to feel the pulse, this tender, thrilling hush.
(Chorus)
Waiting — not just counting hours but holding time suspended,
Each moment folds around your smile, where longing is extended.
Distance melts into the night, and love’s the quiet sound,
I’m waiting here, where dreams and daylight are gently bound.
(Verse 2)
A fragile breath between us, like the space where stars align,
Your laughter's like a secret song, woven soft through mine.
No grander tale, no sweeping skies, just this: your hand in mine,
An unseen thread pulling close, through the slow, unfolding time.
(Pre-Chorus)
Coffee-steamed mornings, stolen looks that never rush,
I close my eyes to feel the pulse, this tender, thrilling hush.
(Chorus)
Waiting — not just counting hours but holding time suspended,
Each moment folds around your smile, where longing is extended.
Distance melts into the night, and love’s the quiet sound,
I’m waiting here, where dreams and daylight are gently bound.
(Bridge - spoken word style)
Between the beats, between the breaths — that’s where I find you.
Not in the rush, not in the noise, but in the stillness of waiting.
A pause, a pulse, a breath held tight — love’s gentle rebellion.
(Chorus)
Waiting — not just counting hours but holding time suspended,
Each moment folds around your smile, where longing is extended.
Distance melts into the night, and love’s the quiet sound,
I’m waiting here, where dreams and daylight are gently bound.
(Outro)
Whisper your name into the night — I’m here, still waiting.