wait
wait for us
you're growing old too fast
you're growing old
stop
why dont you stop?
it was never meant too last
or so you were told
now each day is the same
you see the same colours
smile at the same faces
wake at the same hour
now each day is the same
you eat the same meals
stare at the same screen
sleep at the same hour
don't
don't give up yet
it's never too late
to change
go
get out of here
we could never co-exist
no not us
now each day is the same
you see the same colours
smile at the same faces
wake at the same hour
now each day is the same
you eat the same meals
stare at the same screen
sleep at the same hour...
I am the wind and the hail and the snow
and every single miserable force of nature you could ever know
but you are the sun
and as your light touches my face
i see in my reflection all the time i've laid to waste
the road less travelled may reward you
should you make it through the mire
but it will never make you charming or
fulfil your heart's most desperate desire
patience is a virtue
but it's not something i can condone
when each day you wait
from dawn til late
then you crawl into bed and spend another night alone...