Hope is a thing with feathers 
It takes a look at you when your down 
If you’re waiting for it to catch you 
It will fly to where it’s hard to find 
 
You see the smoke in your eyes won’t help you
It keeps you blind to the bleeding light 
Keeping things simple would be most effective 
Take a look and see it shine in my eyes. 
 
I’m tired of the waiting 
I’m tired of your reasons why, 
You always fall in love with what kills you 
 
Joy knows a series of conflicts 
It takes a look at you when your high 
But if you’re willing, that it might catch you 
It will knock you out before you’ve been warned 
 
I want to open the door but you bear the key 
To that natural conflict: falling in love 
 
I’m tired of the waiting 
I’m tired of your reasons why, 
For you always fall in love with what kills you 
 
It grows stronger every day 
This feeling grows stronger every day 
You always fall in love with what kills you

Written	by Gregory	Frateur Sophisticated by Craig Ward