Original Song: Waiting
WAITING
© 2012 Chuck Smeeton
Been overcast for one week straight
Going to bed early and getting up late
And none of the fish are taking the bait
Nothing you try turns out right
Nothing comes without a fight
You’re black and blue right through the night
The dreams washed away
You’re digging deep, but your digging holes
Oh you can’t control how the eight-ball rolls
Are you being called when the bell tolls
There’s ups and downs, there’s highs there’s lows.
There’s lost and found, goodbyes and hellos.
But will you catch when someone throws
Thinking big, but feeling small,
You’re waiting for the expected fall
It’s a wonder, that you deal with life at all
If it had been like any day
Turned out any other way
We wouldn’t be sitting here at this cafe
And so the final curtain falls
No rave reviews no encore called
Alone again, staring at the walls