Sundays (The)
I Can't Wait
Lying awake, dead of night and eyes that never close. Flowers decay, a still life calls for a change, I can't wait, forever.
Miles away, dead of night and it's quiet as the grave.
When there's more in your head than you find in your life, calls for a change. I can't wait, forever.
And the days and the hours and the years keep turning in my mind, I've been waiting forever.
From Letras Mania