كلمات Not Ready

I couldn´t enjoy my cappuccino For fear of missing him He always dives into casino In spite of being out of trim I´m a fool enough to wait for Him out of the crowd i hate He wouldn´t know that Somebody´s wasting time And caffeine for him out there Out there... out there... The words of a drunken man Struck 5 to midnight It´s my birth time New feelings fall and blame My clyde Every 100 flakes of snow Ready to read him Ready to seize him Ready to heal him I´m ready i´m ready Ready to feel him Ready to kiss him Because I´m not ready to hate him At all... not at all His empty promise skimmed Right now Over the freezing houston Street This corny winter made me doubt Whether he´s within my reach My blurry memory spans A quarter of a century But it´s in tune now He wouldn´t know that Somebody else wants him to Wake up and feel a real blow Ready to read him Ready to seize him Ready to heal him I´m ready i´m ready Ready to feel him Ready to kiss him Because I´m not ready to hate him At all... not at all Because I´m not ready to lose him At all... not at all