Waiting

Are you waiting for me?
I’ve been waiting here
all pink coat and orange umbrella.
Waiting for you to come along
To whisk me off to more colourful climes
Instead of the black, white cross marked with grey world
My feet hurt in these flats
I waited for a glass slipper
For some ruby slippers
For some kinky boots
Instead, I got brogues, wellingtons and rain
There’s no place like home except
the walls are crushing the colour out of me
I long for escape
Green fields and yellow roads
The blue horizons and the sea
In all its vastness
Are you waiting for me?
Quick! before the lights change
and we are stuck on red
You were waiting for me, weren’t you?