I’ve been waiting
For a relapse in time
Been waiting to return to
The scene of the crime
Where the lion is still sleeping
With wide-open-eyes
Where the truth lies awake
In perfect disguise
Don’t go back
It’s wasteland
It’s a waste
All that has been lacking
Will never be replaced
I’ve been waiting
For a relapse in time
Been waiting to return to
The scene of the crime
Where the lion is still sleeping
With wide-open-eyes
Where the truth lies awake
In perfect disguise
Don’t go back
It’s wasteland
It’s a waste
All that has been lacking
Will never be replaced
The cut is too deep
There’s no equivalent
To paste
Sweet days are over
They leave a bitter taste
I’ve been waiting for the moment
To leave the daydreams in my bed
As I was waiting I saw my patience grow
My chances grow instead
I am still waiting for a corpse to walk
A silence to be said
Nothing is fading
And a horse won’t talk
Although it’s got a (head)
Waiting for the moment
To leave the daydreams in my bed
As I was waiting I saw my patience grow
My chances grow instead
I am still waiting for a corpse to walk
A silence to be said
Nothing is fading