I waited for summer
While I waded through the pain
Till all of the things waiting for me
Weighed me down again
So I hoped for tomorrow
While I prayed for the rain
Till all of the things I had prayed for
Came around again
Streetlights painted on my skin
Sweet lies echoed by the morning rush all over again
And I with my hope and my sorrow
Begin again
I cradled my mother
When I was only a child
And I have been cradled by strangers
And got lost for a while
But there, deep in my darkness
With all the wonders I've seen
And all of the work I have witnessed
Is the part that can't breathe
Streetlights painted on my skin
Sweet lies echoed by the
Morning rush all over again
And I with my hope and my sorrow
Begin again
I begin again
Mind like the wind
Swaying in search of me
Haunted by the moments in between
I waited for summer
While I waded through the pain
