| We wait for things to change
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| We wait for scars to fade
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| Winter time losing daylight to sleep
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| These hardwood floors are cold on the feet
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| Haven’t felt like my self lately, not since that day
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| And we wait for scars to fade
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| Find the love you misplaced
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| Tear the photos down, rearrange things
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| Hold yourself, displace the pain a brand new way
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| Winter time I’m feeling fine
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| Family and friends say you’re looking better
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| I can’t help but remember all those miles spent
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| All those words exchanged and all I’ve learned from them
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| It’s my choice not to suffer
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| It’s my right to let daylight hit my skin
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| To end an era of what if’s, mishaps or could have been’s
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| I owe that to myself
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| Excuses, I’m tired of hearing them
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| We wait for things to change
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| And we wait for scars to fade
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| To lose interest and meaning
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| In this state, every day it’s farther away
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| Every day, it’s the time that it takes
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| Excuses, I am tired of hearing them
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| Always running from solutions
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| Always thinking of the past and how
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| The only way out is to let it go and forget
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| We wait for things to change
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| And we wait for scars to fade
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| And today
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| Memories replaced by new faces, new meaning
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| And today
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| My thoughts replaced by new places, new meaning |