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