Testo di The Wait

It is life in slow motion It's the heart in reverse It's a hope-and-a-half Too much and too little at once It's a train that suddenly Stops with no station around And we can hear the cricket leaning Out the carriage door Oh, we vainly contemplate A wind we feel that stirs The blooming meadows, the meadows Made imaginary by this stop It is life in slow motion It's the heart in reverse It's a hope-and-a-half Too much and too little at once