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
  
  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