The Endless Wait Songtext
von Sarke

She was so prudent in her earlier days
Innocence in her approach
Youthful with a curious mind
Sending off the signals far into the dark
So nervously in her chair
She is waiting for a glint of light
Gazing into the unknown
Into the black emptiness
Alone in the silent hours
As age passing by
Hours become days, become years


Grey hair count the days
Oh, miss the green meadows
And not this rugged table
The wood is burned out
The coffee is cold
The endless wait has left her dry
It was so prudent in the earlier days
Innocent approach, the endless lag
The fire is burning out
The coffee is cold
Time is running out