The soft unsettled quiet from
A million questions never answered
Expecting conversational
Return more akin to diapason
Hope for reason fades away
A hint of heartache in it's place
Gone is the time when i could survive nursing on a sweet naivetã©
Waiting for you
But i'll still hold on hope
As frail as the evening's ghostly gloam
Staring till' the stars align
Gone is the time when i could survive nursing on a sweet naivetã©
Waiting for you
And still we stand here praying
For something more divine
Our hands clasped so tightly
But our eyes are closed and shy
We move along
When there's nothing left for us
We move along
When there's nothing left for us here.