it was written by the prophets long ago   every man has a hungry heart   like the ones we were given, were only half living   and were waiting for the other part   so i got and need it eve i need you now   it was fashion by a god above   that the lonely man greeted empty handed   can be filled by his one true love      and im tired of waiting   im tired of being alone   im tired of waiting   tell me when will this heart feel like a home      im tired of waiting   im tired of walking this line   but its the waiting that makes me starving for you   and this hunger will make us that much better with time      so well wait in this vineyard of precious time   where the masters all well need   he knew when to pick us off the vine   hell know when to make our color bleed together   they say all this waiting can only sweeten this heart of mine   yeah id love to see your face and finally find the place   where only spirits make a better wine      but im still tired of waiting   im tired of being alone   im tired of waiting   tell me when will this heart feel like a home      im tired of waiting   im tired of walking this line   but its the waiting that makes me starving for you   and this hunger will make us that much better..      not a day goes by i dont dream of you   for now fantasizing is all i can do   i know someday soon i will understand   the kiss of your lips, the love in your heart and the touch of your hands      but im still tired of waiting   im tired of being alone   im tired of waiting   tell me when will this heart feel like a home      im tired of waiting   im tired of walking this line   but its the waiting that makes me starving for you   and this hunger will make us that much better with time