Empty shades of white.
Nothing left, but the starkest of light.
Life we hoped to see.
Tried so hard, but it just can’t be.
I’ve been waiting all this time,
for something I can’t see.
For something I can’t hear.
For something to believe.
But now I know, it’s best if I find my own way.
Perhaps there was hope, but I just can not wait for that day,
Nothing left to say.
They’ll feign care, but there’s no way.
That they ever knew,
what it was we tried to do.
Now I (now I)
I find (I find)
nothing,
where something once stood.
That we
thought we’d see
standing,
long after we would.
I’ve been waiting all this time,
for something I can’t see.
For something I can’t hear.
For something to believe.
But now I know, it’s best if I find my own way.
Perhaps there was hope, but I just can not wait for that day.