| Oh it's never mine | |
| Where is that ready sign | |
| I'm waiting to receieve? | |
| When I look up to the sun | |
| More than anyone | |
| It's you I wanna see | |
| And I don't have patience | |
| Not for these failing attempts | |
| I only heed what is running over me | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Oh so colorful | |
| But you will never know | |
| The waiting you create | |
| Now when I look up to my ceiling | |
| I almost never can | |
| See anything but gray | |
| And I don't have much time | |
| Not to be standing behind | |
| I only see what is blinding only me | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much so much more | |
| Didn't mean to take you down | |
| I wanted it | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting, wanting, wanting | |
| Someone said it would | |
| Someone said it would | |
| Someone said I could | |
| Someone said I could | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting so much more | |
| Wanting |