It's entirely my fault
Know this that if
The two of us we're often shaken
No it's not your fault
Know this that if
It's often rough for the two of us
I want so much for this to work
That I don't tell you everything, so you come back to me happy
I want so much for this to work
That I don't tell you everything,
But I've never been out of love
So I wait for life to go on, for time to take its course
I'm scared when I think of it, to forget who I used to be but
I'm waiting,
For your longing to revive
I'm waiting
For your anger to wear off
I'm waiting
For my hope to take shape
Now, to make something of it
I'm waiting
For your hopes to be realised
I'm waiting
For our children to grow up
I'm waiting to ride off into whatever tomorrow holds for me
We'll remember of our ambition that it was worthy
With a hint of utopia
We'll remember of our passion that it was graceful
Not the kind that runs roughshod
I want so much for this to work
That I'll get used to keeping my status on the backburner
I want so much for this to work
And I'll start over once again if required
Even if I think we could have done even better
So I'm waiting for life to go by
For time to take its course
I'm scared when I think of it,
Of wearing away, of chafing
I'm waiting
For your longing to revive
I'm waiting for your anger to wear off
I'm waiting for my hope to take shape
Now, to make something of it
I'm waiting
For your hopes to be realised
I'm waiting
For our children to grow up
I'm waiting
To ride off into whatever tomorrow holds for me