There's nothing romantic in waiting,
For this feeling to pass
I cannot find the charm in spending
So many nights alone
Devices are not effective,
Again it's hard to breathe,
A few calls and my soul
Is already spread upon
The operating table...
The letters are hiding,
In the tired facial creases,
I owe you -
So much of this
Sometime I wonder if i'll ever
Stop thinking about you,
I wonder, no longer
Able to understand
Clearly what i'm missing
Ah... ah, ah, ah
When will time be
In our hands again?
Love, I don't ask for much
Do kids still jump into
The river from the bridge?
Weaving strings over their backyards,
Staying up all night,
Crossing fingers, staring down
Waiting for something -
For something big to happen...
My own blood doesn't scare me anymore