(Harley Allen)
He should have been out playinBut he sat on his front step
All day he's just been there waiting
And nobody's showed up yet
His dad said he'd come get him
Bright and early Sunday morn
But his mom knows he's forgotten
Like he has since he was born, but. . .
He's still waiting, he's still waiting
He might be around the corner
Or just right down the street
He's still waiting, he's still waiting
He tells his mom, " don't worry,
this time he'll come get me"
He's still waiting