If I’m waiting then I’m wasting time
And if I’m thinking, should I wait my line?
To wherever you hold is to know
What I’m here for
But it’s patience that is near to us
Is then half of more to say
And if it’s money and near
Is there nothing left?
I’m just alive in myself
Wither and just wither
What I want to do
Intuitive my own
Now I’m going to finish school
And have a home
There I go, I’ve said too much
But I feel as though I did enough
And I’m, I’m so alone, yes
What I want is deep
Out on my own
And I want it there