Waiting

George Michael, whereever you are, I want you to know something.

You have written a song that has changed my life.

Waiting (Reprise)
There ain't no point in moving on
Until you've got somewhere to go.
And the road that I have walked upon,
Well, it filled my pockets—and emptied out my soul

All those insecurities
that have held me down for so long:
I can't say I've found a cure for these,
But at least I know them so they're not so strong

You look for your dreams in heaven,
But what the hell are you supposed to do when they come true?
Well there's one year of my life in these songs,
And some of them are about You.

Now I know there's no way I can right those wrongs.
Believe me—I would not lie, you've hurt my pride.
And I guess there's a road without you…
But, you once said there's a way back for every man.

So here I am.
Don't people change? Here I am.
Is it too late to try again? Here I am!

The words don't do the song justice at all.
I have an addiction and I have hurt my wife more times than I can count.
I was coming in to work one day and this song came on my MP3 player and I listened to it
and began balling.

At work I started listening to this song over and over and over. I made a playlist of just this song and put it on repeat and essentially listened to it ALL DAY at work. I did this for weeks.

Anyway, I don't know if you'll ever see this George. Probably not. But it would be cool if you did.

I wish you peace and love and happiness. Thanks.