I think that it's the waiting that shrinks my heart
This never-ending waiting that kills me inside
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Waiting again for better days
And I'm running out of time, yeah
And I'm running out of time, yeah-ay
Staring at the ceiling, counting cracks, counting beams
Aware of every hour, minute, second, even if I don't want to reckon
I'm still waiting for this, waiting for that
Waiting for the sun to come up, waiting again for better days
And I'm running out of time, yeah
And I'm running out of time, yeah-ay
Waiting
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Waiting for the sun to come up
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Hoping for the sky to be bright
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Day and night, night and day, day and night
Waiting again for better days
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Time is an illusion, they say
Waiting for this, waiting for that
But it feels so real everyday
Waiting for this, waiting for that
And I don't wanna wait, don't wanna wait
Waiting again for better days
And I'm running out of time, yeah
Waiting for this, waiting for that
Waiting again for better days
Waiting for this, waiting for that
