"All dressed and fine"
Soon it will become the final line
to cross in time, to get out of my bed
and start the day
It's no surprise
that nothing works the way I want it to
Am I just blind, or am I being too naïve?
I'm waiting for a chance,
waiting for a chance
Somehow, I doubt that I
will ever get my try
All in good time
"All in good time" is what I've heard,
but when is that?
When is that?
These ripped out pages in my diary
confusing me, but luckily
I'm feeling fine tonight
I'm waiting for a chance
Just waiting for a chance
Somehow, I doubt that I will ever get my try