Sitting, Waiting, Wishing (Barcelona, Spain)

I was sitting, waiting, wishing You believed in superstitions Then maybe you would see the signs But lord knows that this world is cruel And I ain't the lord no I'm just a fool Learning loving somebody Don't make them love you Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? Must I always be playing, playing your fool? I sang your songs I danced your dance I gave your friends all a chance But putting up with them Wasn't worth never having you Maybe you've been through this before But it's my first time so please ignore The next few lines because they're directed at you I can't always be waiting, waiting on you I can't always be playing, playing your fool I keep playing your part But it's not my scene Want this plot to twist I've had enough mystery You keep building it up But then you're shooting me down But I'm already down Just wait a minute Just sitting, waiting Just wait a minute Just sitting, waiting Well if I was in your position I'd put down all my ammunition I'd wonder why it had taken me so long But lord knows that I'm not you And if I was I wouldn't be so cruel Because waiting on love Ain't so easy to do Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? Must I always be playing, playing your fool?