21 | Wasting Time - G
I'm standing all alone on a street corner late at night
I could turn left or right
And in the dark I am screaming for someone to answer
Quesitons about the future, the past, and the ever after
It's so cold here but I don't know which way to go
Can't even find my way back home
And every moment passes, leaving me standing in its wake
Motionless as I contemplate what's at stake
In the back of my mind I try to hear your voice
So maybe I'd know what would be your choice
I wish I could say that I'm making it through just fine
But in reality I'm just wasting time
I could turn left or right
And in the dark I am screaming for someone to answer
Quesitons about the future, the past, and the ever after
It's so cold here but I don't know which way to go
Can't even find my way back home
And every moment passes, leaving me standing in its wake
Motionless as I contemplate what's at stake
In the back of my mind I try to hear your voice
So maybe I'd know what would be your choice
I wish I could say that I'm making it through just fine
But in reality I'm just wasting time