And it came from nothing
But there was always something
And when the sky burned brighter
And the nights grew darkerHold on to everyone
That I hold dearest
To my heart
And I wont forget themI wont forget themFading, always fading
Never needed more
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floor
And the passing time
Reaches Out
And Covers Me
With Images
Of everyone that i have known
Are ever hard to seeAnd I wont forget them
And I wont forget themFading, always fading
Never needed more
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floorWhen the day is done
Another setting sun is down
When the day is done
Another setting sun
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floorScraped across the wooden floor
When will you be coming home?
Scraped across the wooden floor
When will you be coming home?
Scraped across the wooden floor
When will you be coming home?Scraped across the wooden floor