Sitting watching waiting -It's anticipation
The daily situation -of everything that makes us flow
So slow to grow - The seeds of my sorrow
Of working to nothing that you will ever know
And though I know you're near - you cannot hear me
And though disasters clear - You won't believe me
And though I know you're near - you cannot hear me
And though disasters here I can't lose another night - without you
I can't lose another night - without you
A f*cked up situation - gives rise to my frustration
A lack of motivation and the deftly dealt with blow by blow
Sitting watching waiting - like people at the station
Rushing by their lives so low the seeds of my sorrow
And I never ever dreamt of another night without you...