Boy, it's been too long for you to feel the way you do
Aren't you tired of feeling blue?
Boy, quit your whining
How can I be strong when all the weight feels like an anvil?
Is it not too much to handle?
It's multiplying
It keeps multiplying
All my friends have a way to see the promise in today
All the options that I weigh, they just burden me with sorrow
Every hue turns to gray I'm just crazy they all say
When every day, I just wait, wait for tomorrow
And when the night falls, I count the stars up in the sky
I see a billion miracles, but none are mine
And when the day breaks, so does my hope for words I prayed:
Scattered, unheard, and afraid I'll speak them over again
I'll pray them over again
All my friends have a way to see the promise in today
All the options that I weigh, they just burden me with sorrow
Every hue turns to gray I'm just crazy they all say
When every day, I just wait, wait for tomorrow
When every day, I just wait, wait for tomorrow