I´m counting people
  walking through doors
  the man who´s working there
  he stares at me
  he must be wondering
  if I am crazy
  cause since two houres
  I am standing here
  I am waiting for my lady
  might be rain or snow
  I don´t move and I don´t go
  
  and the only thing I hate
  she will be too late
  waiting in the rain
  hundred people passed it´s great
  but she will be too late
  waiting in the rain
  (keeps me waiting on)
  (keeps me waiting on)
  
  and hundred fifteen
  try to imagine
  what she would do
  if I won´t wait no more
  a man keeps staring I must be looking like one of those
  like one of those
  who ain´t got no home
  but I am waiting for my baby
  might be rain or snow
  I don´t move and I don´t go
  
  and the only thing I hate
  she will be too late
  waiting in the rain
  hundered people passed it´s great
  but she will be too late
  waiting in the rain
  (keeps me waiting on)
  
  maybe she didn´t catch the plane
  and she had to take the train
  I`m sure she`s in a cab and on the way a man keeps stairing (aha)
  I pretend he is not there (but he is)
  but he keeps coming straight
  he keeps coming straight on to me, yeah
  
  he said
  "you may have a message on the phone" I hear a voice saying
  "baby I won´t come anymore cause I met someone else baby and it must be a little love i don´t believe this must be a fake she´s on the way she´s just a little late, yeah
  she will be too late
  I´m waiting anyway hundred people passed it´s great
  but she will be too late