I held it all with my hands

Twisting and turning to bend

Anything turned into something

I held on too tightly

A longing that floats over me

And opens my palms lets me breathe

Maybe this could be something

Move patient and lightly

Waiting

When we both have lost it all before

Waiting

For what's behind the door

Life isn’t right all the time

You told me between tender lines

I think I can leave her behind

Not knowing what’s coming

Not knowing what’s coming

Waiting

When we both have lost it all before

Waiting

For what's behind the door