| Lyrics: | On a golden autumn day returning
Where each moment never is the same
Sometimes pure joy it
comes with patience
When I'm waiting on, waiting game
When I'm waiting on, waiting game
There must be reason for all this inaction
Does it mean that everything must
change
Sometimes I'm looking for perfection
When I'm waiting on, waiting game
When
I'm waiting on, waiting game
I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of
this snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A god of love and a god of hate
There is a presence deep within you
Sometimes they call it higher flame
And
the leaves come tumbling down, remember
I'll be waiting on, waiting game
I'll be waiting
on, waiting game
I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of this
snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A god of love and a god of hate
There
is a presence deep within you
Some people call it higher power in flame
When the leaves
come tumbling down, remember
I'll be waiting on, waiting game
I'll be waiting on, waiting
game... |
