Waiting - There For Tomorrow

We’re staring down constantly

With palms open and resting feet

Glancing up once and a while

To find some sense of reconcile

Open our eyes to see what’s left

Looking for just one sign of breath

As soon as we think its okay

We’ll head our separate ways

What are we waiting for

There’s knocking at our door

Slowly but surely I’m turning this around

But there is something that I haven’t found

Sooner or later you will be finding out

Sitting there waiting isn’t so safe and sound

There’s something that’s been calling me

I feel that I’m still incomplete

Without knowing what I expect

There’s no way that I can perfect

We hesitate with every step

Just one step closer to our death

We’re anxious just to take a glance

This could be our last chance

Sitting there waiting isn’t so safe and sound