The lyric gives the waiting figure no explicit species or family role, only the willingness to wait longer when someone is late. Two speakers take turns with the small story before the refrain joins waiting with love. No definite identity is added to the words.
The brief requests quiet duet voices, two guitars and no percussion. No drum need mean no pulse; alternating verses can also contrast with simultaneous chorus lines. Follow the handover between short phrases, then seek steadiness without treating 70 BPM as a measured result.
Read the lyrics
[Verse 1 – he]
He sits at the gate at four o'clock
he has done it for eleven years
[Verse 1 – she]
Nobody told him about the bus
he just knows when it appears
[Chorus – both]
And waiting is a kind of love
nobody has to teach
and waiting is a kind of love
and he has it in reach
[Verse 2 – he]
When I'm late he does not sulk
[Verse 2 – she]
he simply waits some more
[Chorus – both]
And waiting is a kind of love
standing at the door
