im so sorry about the word, the words that i was talking
im so sorry about the years, the years that i was walking.
through the world of all my fears. but now its not the time to dry my tears.
cause im still here.

she knows that im already waiting,
the knows that i show how i am.
when we return to the road we have taken
i never ever be someone, hows of [bad word] 

now im thinking about the time
the time that we will wasting
why we didnt feel inside?
the picture we were painting
how could we [bad word] so blind?
we try the hide but we are all one kind.

i dont know why

she knows that im already waiting,
the knows that i show how i am.
when we return to the road we have taken
i never ever be someone, hows of [bad word] 

and she knows... (waiting, waiting)

i still dream there is a place,
a place im deeply missing,
theres a longing in your face
a face than i can kissing
and you almost say "good breath"
turns me that i need i usally.

yah im still here.

she knows that im already waiting,
she knows that i show how i am.
when we return to the road we have taken
i never ever be someone, hows of [bad word] 

and she knows... (waiting, waiting)

she knows that im already waiting,
the knows that i show who i am.
when we return to the road we have taken
i never ever be someone, hows of [bad word]