I lie awake at night |
| Listening to you sleeping |
| I hear the darkness breathe |
| And the rain against the window |
After all this time |
| Cynical and jaded |
| All the stones are diamonds |
| All the blues are faded |
Everything I've been through |
| All I've seen and heard |
| Spend so much of my life |
| In the spiritual third world |
| But you came and brought the rain here |
Something waiting to happen |
| Something learning to fly |
| We can talk without talking |
| From inside to inside |
| I have waited to feel this |
| For the whole of my life |
We took ourselves apart |
| We talked about our faces |
| You said you didn't like yours |
| I said I disagree |
I keep the pieces separate |
| I clutch them in my coat |
| A jigsaw of an angel |
| I can do when I feel low |
From emptiness and dryness |
| The famine of our days |
| I watch the heavens open |
| Wash it all away |
| You came and brought the rain here |
Something waiting to happen |
| Something learning to fly |
| On the edge of exploding |
| Something wild and alive |
| Something waiting to happen |
| Any time that you like |
| I have waited to feel this |
| For the whole of my life |