There's a lot of politics, a lot of cruel
There's always that elephant inside the room
There's a lot of talking and throwing looks
Not all the bruises are noticeable
There's always that happiness they wanna show ya
Look at how they made use look at ourselves
There were many quiet tears and flawless feeds and
There's a lot of drink-it-away at the parties

And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
And I keep on hoping for love to come around
And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel

There are many waiting rooms
Lot of bad news
Barely awake as too late comes too soon
When the ground beneath you is shifting where you stand, and
What you took for granted runs like sand out of your hands

And all that we wish is for time to slow down
And all that we hope is that love will come around
And try to find ways to make sense of the things that we feel
Ooh, ooh-ooh

There were many lonely nights and we cried alone
So many words that just wasn't enough
There were many walks home to an empty house
Waiting for somebody to chase the darkness out

And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
And I keep on hoping for love to come around
And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel