Quiet almost quiet Like a summer rain at dawn Silent ever silent Are we waiting for the storm
Through the dark night Did our hearts fight In the battlefield of lost love Waiting, still we're waiting For each other to give in I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Quiet almost soundless Like a thousand words unsaid Searching never finding But a winding road ahead
We are travelers in a wasteland Carrying heavy bags of broken vows Waiting, anticipating Both of us to come back home Both of us to come back home Both of us to come back home