Waiting. 

We're waiting for apologies, 

and we're waiting. 

We're both expecting sympathies. 



Another hour is gone. 

We sulk and carry on 

so stubborn-hearted. 



Waiting. 

We're marking secret borders now, 

and we're waiting. 

We're in our separate corners now. 

We wait for night to fall. 

We can't even recall 

what got this started. 





Chorus 

Now is the time and here is the place, 

'cause we lose these hours 

and casting blame 

when we should be saying grace. 

We can find a better way. 

We can stand on common ground. 

We can work this out 

between us before the sun goes down. 



We come together. 



Waiting. 

We don't know what 

we're trying to prove, 

but we're waiting. 

Until the other makes a move 

we stick to our facades. 

We only speak in nods and sullen glances. 

Waiting. Our shadows just get longer now. 

We need to start again before this day 

has stolen all our chances. 



- Chorus -