Innerpartysystem
The Waiting Time
My hands are clenchedClenched so tightClosely to your delicate armsI'm holding on for dear lifeAnd trying not to cause any harmAnd when she moves right by meThe only thing I seeIs the fleeting thought of romanceAnd the subtleties of peaceI'm not supposed to be hereOr is this honestly how it's supposed to be?It's supposed to beNo, it's supposed to beIt's supposed to beHow can she walk away so fast?How come the future never lasts?I knew I'd always question whyBut I know love will take some timeIt's not a question, but a thoughtOf what you have not what you lostAnd through time everything will changeAnd we will give our love a name
From Letras Mania