Carpet stained with my red wine   I've been staring at the fire   I keep looking at the time   I'm waiting on you      I can hear the howling wind   Yes the sound is getting higher   As the night is closing in   I'm waiting on you      Those big black eyes wicked smile   That you flash as you walk through my door   Into my life   Into my life   Into my life      Won't you come in and sit right down   Here let me pour a Stolichnaya   Why is it when you come around   I'm waiting on you      We drink until we get too tired   Even though you try to dance for me   I still can't light up your fire   So I'm waiting on you      From time to time I feel so blind   And there's still so much more left to do   Into my life   Into my life   Into my life      All right      You call me on the telephone   You say that I am always busy   So why am I here all alone   Waiting on you      I pick you up in my white car   I could fall ever so easily   Why you keep me hanging on   I'm waiting on you      Still, those big black eyes wicked smile   That you flash as you walk through my door   Into my life