My heart still waits
Plays his father's guitar and says the songs were already inside it
the numbers
- bpm
- 96
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.48
- vocal at
- 8.7s
- length
- 3:13
- language
- En
lyrics
Sunrise creepin' through the window pane Another Monday morning same old rain Your jacket on the kitchen chair I saw it sittin' right there It's been a week or maybe two Since I last saw the likes of you My heart still waits My heart still waits My heart still waits For you my dear That denim faded soft and blue The pocket torn a thread or two I left it there for all to see A silent question just from me My heart still waits My heart still waits My heart still waits For you my dear The market women call your name A whisper on the dusty lane I smell the fufu on the stove But all I taste is bitter love That empty chair it screams your plea Come back to Kumasi come back to me