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Still Waiting
[Verse 1]
Midnight hums, I’m pacing worn-out floors,
Porch light stutters like a record worn.
Your coffee’s ghost still stains the rim,
Your scent’s in the sheets I can’t bring to clean.
[Verse 2]
I talk to shadows that just keep still,
Check the door for footsteps the night won’t fill.
Did I press too hard, or let you drift?
Did my silence break what my hands couldn’t lift?
[Pre-Chorus]
You said you needed air — I held my breath,
Now I’m drowning in all the words I left.
[Chorus]
Still waiting, caught in a heart’s refrain,
Sifting through the ashes of my mistakes.
Was it my silence that drove you away?
Was it my fear that begged you to stay?
I replay that last night, line by line,
Searching for the truth in the pain I find.
I don’t know what’s left, but I know it’s true:
I’m still waiting… still waiting for you.
[Verse 3]
Your boots by the door haven’t moved an inch,
Like they’re holding hope I can’t convince.
I stare at my phone till the screen turns black,
Praying it’s you, not the past calling back.
[Verse 4]
That night you left, your eyes were a storm,
Said, “I can’t keep loving what keeps me torn.”
I stood there frozen, watched you disappear,
Now your absence cuts me year after year.
[Pre-Chorus]
You asked for freedom, I built a cage,
Now I’m locked inside our final page.
[Chorus]
Still waiting, trapped in the ache I made,
Haunted by the shadows of vows we frayed.
Did I break the promise we swore was true?
Or lose you to a wound too deep to soothe?
I trace every moment I failed to fight,
Every whispered “sorry” lost to the night.
I don’t know what’s gone, but I know it’s true:
I’m still waiting… still waiting for you.
[Bridge]
If I could burn down the pride that kept me from you,
Tear every wall till your sky broke through…
I’d run through the rain of that night we drowned,
And scream, You’re my world, I won’t let you down.
(Softly) I’m begging the stars, give me one last sign…
To see you on the porch in the morning light.
[Chorus]
Still waiting, but I’m breaking inside,
Clinging to the hope you’ll change your mind.
Was I the storm you couldn’t survive?
Or the harbor you lost in the tide?
Your boots by the door still wait like I do,
Empty, but certain you’ll walk back through.
I don’t know what’s gone, but I know it’s true:
I’m still waiting… still waiting for you.
[Outro]
Still waiting… through the ache, through the rain,
Holding to your echo in this quiet pain.
If you’re out there, love, just flicker a sign…
I’m still waiting… till you’re mine.
© 2026 Thomas Bruggemann, Heartfelt Lyrics
Still Waiting
There are breakups that happen fast — a fight, a slammed door, a clean cut.
And then there are the ones that unravel slow, where love dies in pieces and you don’t even realize you’re losing someone until they’re already halfway gone.
Still Waiting came from that kind of loss.
I once watched a relationship crumble not because of betrayal or anger, but because I didn’t say what needed to be said when it mattered. I held too much inside, tried to stay calm, tried not to rock the boat… and in the quiet spaces where honesty should’ve lived, cracks formed. By the time she asked for space, I thought giving her freedom was the loving thing to do. I didn’t understand that sometimes silence can feel like abandonment.
When she finally walked out the door, it wasn’t dramatic — just devastating.
There were things I wished I’d told her, truths I wished I’d fought for, emotions I’d kept buried because I didn’t want to scare her away. Instead, I lost her to a version of myself that didn’t speak up soon enough.
This song lives in that limbo — the weeks and months afterward when her boots were still by the door, the house still smelled like her, and every night felt like a rerun of “what if.” It’s the ache of replaying your mistakes a thousand different ways, hoping one version might bring her back. It’s the kind of waiting you do not because you expect a miracle, but because you’re not fully ready to let go of the possibility of one.
Still Waiting is the sound of holding on longer than you should…
and loving someone long after they’re gone.
It’s regret, longing, honesty, and hope — all tangled together in one quiet room late at night, still listening for footsteps that may never come.
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© 2026 Thomas Bruggemann, Heartfelt Lyrics