Waiting
I’m standing on the other side waiting for a train
In my heart there is a space filled with all your pain
On the walls of my mind hangs a painting of your face
Hope that train would take me to a far and distant place
My love for you has faded like a flower in a storm
Wish your heart had never turned to a colder warm
I think about you all the time, I think about now
as the silence turns to a softer loud
CHORUS:
It was you that ran away
It was you that couldn’t bare to stay
It was me that let you go
Time’s up and I’m ready to blow
Time’s up and I’m ready to blow
Still standing on the other side waiting for that train
nothing looks different, it all seems the same
Maybe it is time for me to let go
It’s like I’m the only one watching my freak show
That train comes round bend but it doesn’t stop
seems I’m out of time, no more hands on my clock
I stand there thinking should I jump off this ledge?
But as I look up I only see the edge
CHORUS
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