And maybe you don't need to see just how weak I am
How I struggle to stand
I shared that with you and yet here I stand
Falling falling falling
Without a place to land
Do you care now? Are you worried?
Have I made you understand?
That to me, in this life, you are more than just a man
A rock, a hard place, an embrace, a hand
Thoughts of being without...
I just don't know if I can.
This isn't me speaking now, this is a long awaited rain
Smoldering and building up, with the frustrations and the pain
Waiting up above the clouds, begging for a change
A drought sits down below us, begging just the same.
For when the storm at last does break, I'm afraid we won't survive.
We're tired and we tried, but we won't make it out alive.
It's exhausting but romantic, waiting side by side...
Waiting for the skies to open, waiting for the sun, but drowning in the tide...
