كلمات Revere

Winter’s branch stands deceived Earth communing on her leaves Waiting to be like something else Ray of sun struck the floor My hands made puppets on the door Reaching to be like someone else And I hear that the walls were coming in I revere that you are still waiting Have I taken you for granted? Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me There will grow in me a place A garden of the things you say To wait, and be okay with myself Against the black midnight hour Built in me a quiet power To wait, and be okay with myself And I hear that the walls crumblin’ in I revere that you’re still waiting And I hear that the walls crumblin’ in I revere that you’re still waiting Have I taken you for granted Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me