Staring through my window, as it rains through this summer night,
I think of things that i wait for ... through this night, through this life.
Some small, some smaller, some distant, some closer,
Some i can touch, some i dream of... through the smiles, through the cries.
They say i look gloomy, as I sip my coffee, they say i look unlike me,
Maybe it's just one of those days... one of those days when i am me and no more i can be.
Life spelt with the letters that also make flies, flies away one day at a time,
I sit back and wait for the rain to start again... to cheer me up, to bring me to life.
Simple things that i wait for... simple things that i pray for... I wait for them to now bless me,
Through the darkness, gloom and the pain...I wait for a way to see the glow, the light that lights me.
For those moments and those songs... I wait for you and them and more.
Through the darkness, muddle and the rain... I wait for the coffee, the warmth and the smile...
The days of despair are here...days of sun and nights of rain...good days of life, though late... of coffee, gloom and wait!
