Throwing away another spent calendar
I toss another slice of my heart into the wind
I’m still waiting…
I feel all I have known is the length of this wait
and all I’ve been doing is biding worthless time
What difference has it made to me, this waste?
what have I gained so far for my blind patience
and still waiting…
O, nine years… nine years!
I’ve been waiting
but I don’t know what for
On this moon-lit beach
in this silver-soaked bay
cliffs hung high over me and you
please tell me it’s you
Tell me it’s you…
Thanks for reading.