He sat there trying to work out what he’s doing
He didn’t care there was a storm in his life brewing
Why are such things seen as so normal…
He’s waiting for the fall.
He’s standing facing up to wrack and destruction
He doesn’t get life don’t give instruction
Why do I feel that I’ve seen it all…
He’s waiting for the fall.
Questions not answers are causing decay
He’s living a life that he wants to betray
Why does he seem to just jump on call…
He’s waiting for the fall.
Every motion of his body is thinking of her right now
She’s out on her own she’s got it all to do