The Wait

I am the broken man who sits in a chair with his head in his hands
With all the regrets and mistakes that he wears on his face
I am the lonely girl who stands in the corner afraid of the world
Holding her dreams and the beautiful things she could be

But maybe one day I'll wake up in a life
Where I’m not afraid of some funny white light
Seems that it's so at the end of the road
We're just millions of people afraid of what we don’t know

My heart can't hold its weight steady but heavier than southеrn rain
I can't understand the life that I havе in my hands
Can't seem to rest my soul, cursing at God for the chip on my shoulder
Scared of the mirror cause' I'm getting close to the edge

But maybe one day I'll wake up in a life
Where I'm not afraid of some funny white light
Seems that it’s so at the end of the road
We’re just millions of people afraid of what we don't know

But maybe one day I’ll wake up in a life
Where I'm not afraid of some funny white lie
Seems that it's so at the end of the road
We're just millions of people afraid of what we don’t know