You Leave Me Hanging

I hate it that you leave me hanging sat waiting for a word or smile I tell myself you mean nothing to me but I've crossed my fingers as I wait awhile I pace the room with indifferance pretending not to care giving voice to the odd frustration but I'm just speaking to thin air In sleep I lay distracted your a thought that threads my dreams one that lingers through the day I'm so annoyed I think I could scream But one day I'll uncross my fingers the things I say will then be true thin air need no longer listen and the threads of my dreams will be new I won't be where you left me just waiting for a word or two I'll have gotten over caring and no longer distracted by you Until then I guess I'll hang here just like the time before knowing one day it will be over because I'll pace right out the door.