Into My Life

The carpet’s stained with my red wine

I’ve been staring at the fire

I keep on looking at the time

I’m waiting on you

I can hear the howlin’ wind

Yes the sound is getting higher

And 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

And even though you try to dance for me

I still can’t light up your fire

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