it was written by the prophets long agonnevery man has a hungry heartnnlike the ones we were given, were only half livingnnand were waiting for the other partnnso like adam needed eve i need you nownnit was fashion by a god abovennthat the lonely man greeted empty handednncan be filled by his one true lovennnnand im tired of waitingnnim tired of being alonennim tired of waitingnntell me when will this heart feel like a homennnnim tired of waitingnnim tired of walking this linennbut its the waiting that makes me starving for younnand this hunger will make us that much better with timennnnso well wait in this vineyard of precious timennwhere the masters all well neednnhe knew when to pick us off the vinennhell know when to make our color bleed togethernnthey say all this waiting can only sweeten this heart of minennyeah id love to see your face and finally find the placennwhere only spirits make a better winennnnbut im still tired of waitingnnim tired of being alonennim tired of waitingnntell me when will this heart feel like a homennnnim tired of waitingnnim tired of walking this linennbut its the waiting that makes me starving for younnand this hunger will make us that much better..nnnnnot a day goes by i dont dream of younnfor now fantasizing is all i can donni know someday soon i will understandnnthe kiss of your lips, the love in your heart and the touch of your handsnnnnbut im still tired of waitingnnim tired of being alonennim tired of waitingnntell me when will this heart feel like a homennnnim tired of waitingnnim tired of walking this linennbut its the waiting that makes me starving for younnand this hunger will make us that much better with time