Quiet almost quiet
Like a summer rain at dawn
Silent ever silent
Are we waiting for the storm

Through the dark night
Did our hearts fight
In the battlefield of lost love
Waiting, still we're waiting
For each other to give in
I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake
Quiet almost soundless
Like a thousand words unsaid
Searching never finding
But a winding road ahead

We are travelers in a wasteland
Carrying heavy bags of broken vows
Waiting, anticipating
Both of us to come back home
Both of us to come back home
Both of us to come back home