Wren Wilder - The Leaving Game Lyrics

I'll take my time to finish this fine wine . . . then I'll leave
I can take the hint. I know when you're not Feeling it

And I'm hoping, I'm hoping He finds me
And I'm coping, I'm coping Just like the sea

I'm free, and I don't want to be

My mother always said
One day like me, you'll feel it
But love's a two-way street
And I'm falling for each one I meet

And I'm hoping, I'm hoping He finds me
And I'm flowing, I'm flowing Just like the breeze

State your name, State your case
Why do you want to go out?
I'm not sure, I'm running wild
With all the doubt, what's it for?

Questions or status quos
Won't fill my heart with what it knows

I'm searching for so much more
A spark that makes a sound