Wait کے بول

Wait Don't leave me here alone I don't do well on my own And I've got some things to say So won't wait with me And don't worry, Dear There's no need for hurry here Just slow it down and stay 'Cause these nights are getting longer I thought it was the summertime But the cold is getting stronger And my flesh is weaker then my pride When you called to me in the middle of the night We were there So far away 'Cause these nights to getting longer I thought it was the summertime But the cold is getting stronger And my flesh is weaker then my pride When you called to me in the middle of the night We were there So far away