Waiting

Standing outside myself waiting for the time

when one of us drops the ball.

Right now we're on a spin; one foot out,

one foot in. I can't tell where we will fall.



Who will be the first to leave?

I wait for you..

you wait for me.



Standing poutside myself looking at this life

like a fly sitting on the wall.

I see who we've become; who you aren't and who I'm not. From here I don't know us at all.



Who will be the first to leave?

I wait for you..

you wait for me.



ah~ah~ah~ah~



Who will be the first to leave?

I wait for you..

you wait for me.

I wait for you...

I wait for you...

I wait for you.