We`re staring down constantly
With palms open and resting feet
Glancing up once and a while
To find some sense of reconcile
Open our eyes to see what`s left
Looking for just one sign of breath
As soon as we think it`s okay
We`ll head our separate ways

What are we waiting for
There`s knocking at our door

Slowly but surely I`m turning this around
But there is something that I haven`t found
Sooner or later you will be finding out
Sitting there waiting isn`t so safe and sound

There`s something that`s been calling me
I feel that I`m still incomplete
Without knowing what I expect
There`s no way that I can perfect
We hesitate with every step
Just one step closer to our death
We`re anxious just to take a glance
This could be our last chance

What are we waiting for
There`s knocking at our door

Sitting there waiting isn`t so safe and sound