Lyrics Sheila Nicholls

Sheila Nicholls

Patience

Patience a silent virtue

I don't want to hurt you

Reflex to old imprinting

Your eyes are squinting

And it seems I'm not what you wanted me to be

Now I know I'm not what I said that I was

I just wanted this to be true, I'm not sure where I went

But you deserve someone more innocent

I searched for reasons to it

Four seasons through it

You came quite unexpected

So unprotected

And it seems I'm not what you wanted me to be

Now I know I'm not what I said that I was

I just wanted this to be true, I'm not sure where I went

But you deserve someone more innocent

I'll just prove to myself that I cannot be trusted

Maybe I'm too much like my father

And if you knew him you would know

He's still searching for his mother

And every other but mine

Whatever is still searching in him

Is still searching in me

'Cause I'm still looking for here albeit vicariously

We spoke with such conviction

Imprisoned freedom