Lyrics
Been this way since 6 years old
Brave as I recall
Talking fast and thinking slow
But now you're on your own
Now you've been too much and turned to dust
You thought you made a deal
You things you loved and the folks you trust
A world that isn't real
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting and waiting
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting for this to feel
Waiting to show off your own little tricks
Looking for something to fill this
Place called home
You've overgrown
You're waiting and waiting and waiting for this
Waiting and waiting and waiting for this
