Lyrics: Ella LaLune
Music: Ella LaLune
I've been waiting for my
Self to wake up sometime
Feeling right
Better than
Brushing dreams like sand from
Both my eyes in autumn
How many months
Before it ends
I was surprised
To find I am
Still alive
Feeling scared
I'm most aware of lost
Child's time
I've been waiting for son
Self to wake up someone
Different than
I was made
Every morning what aches
Waking up to mistakes
God above
How I change
I'm taught I was
Hurt because I am
Broken now
I was wishing then
This would end if I
Can't learn how
To make amends
With distant plans I
Can't quite see yet
Will it hurt
To have to learn you might
Never get
To be who, to be who I need
I'll be you
Your hair your shoes
And small things
Being more than I am
Looking forward to then
I will blossom when I'm
Further down
Wishing for a bottom
To this well I often
Find myself wishing in
Deeper now