| Just one short life | |
| No second chance | |
| To make of ourselves what we can | |
| The moving hands again advance & mould me into what | |
| I am Waiting, waiting | |
| Well understood but not controlled | |
| Forever here anonymous | |
| Whats present now | |
| Already past | |
| In retrospect so obvious | |
| Waiting, waiting | |
| Such a short space of time | |
| But time passes quickly | |
| Learn so little so slowly | |
| As each moment is mine | |
| The hope never fading | |
| You will always be left waiting, waiting | |
| Such a short space of time | |
| Learn so little so slowly | |
| As each moment is mine | |
| You will always be left waiting |