The Waiting Game

Dorling

The thunder rumbles on again


Same weather, same day


I don't expect your sympathy, 'friend'


I'm goin' to hell anyway





The patchwork essence of life is apparent


My actions seem fickle and transparent


Thrown to the dogs once more


My open heart begins to pour





Chorus:


Why can't I just love you?


Why the shackles and the noose?


The lock, is it unbreakable?


I want so bad to be cut loose





What it is that keeps me here, I honestly don't know


I can't help but think of you


I want so bad to hold you tight, to never let you go


Maybe someday I'll break through





Chorus





Watching from a distance is the toughest route to take


Is my mind clear?Was it ever?


With stupidity and interference, my feelings may seem fake


I want to feel this way forever.