She's never there too soon.

And yet she delegates her time so cruelly.

I'm waiting as I sleep, when she tends to me.

I hear her passing down my road

Behind tired eyes she's lying next to me

A silhouetted face that just shades away.



And if I stay awake, she will never agree to see me.

When she phones she leaves a note, but she's not missing me.



I know I've never met her, but I've heard and I've felt her

And she's lead me through some dark and unkind ways.

So everyday I gain strength enough to keep on searching,

Rounding every corner, rethinking my plans.



One day, I know ill catch her, but it seems that day will be

Forever later.