Song Length |
5:12 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago |
Lyrics
Waiting for the Morning
By Charlie Verge
I am waiting for the morning
The waning of moonlight.
I?ve been listening for a calling
That plucks me from this night.
Someone from the shadows,
Something I can?t see.
Incredibly appearing from someone else?s fantasy.
Well, I?m so goddam tired of dreaming,
Someone wake me from this task.
No I haven?t stopped believing
I just ran out of gas.
There?s a limit to a vision
An expiration date
Time to make decisions
Ride another fate.
(Chorus)
I am open to direction
Take me from this place.
I need a course correction
From your grace . (repeat)
I?ll abandon all my yearnings
Risk I?ll lose it all.
See, holding on is holding on.
To holding crumbling walls.
And though I?ve always loved you
God knows I always will
There?s a life that?s crying out.
Lives past what we kill
(Chorus)
I am waiting for the morning.
I am waiting for the morning.
Yes, I am waiting