A Song While Waiting

The moon touches spring

Lift your hands and fall through the air

I don't know what I'd bring

Short of drifting away somewhere

I know about waiting

It's cold, hold on to me

And belong to me wherever I go

The one who wears your rosary

I can't help myself, it's been too long already

What do they know about waiting?

Until the last fallen leaves have stopped breathing

The moon looks for spring

Lift your hands and fall through the air

I don't know what I'd bring

Short of drifting away somewhere

But I know about waiting

It's cold, hold on to me

And belong to me wherever I go

The one who wears your rosary

I can't help myself, it's been too long already

What do they know about waiting?

Until the last fallen leaves have stopped breathing