To Those Who Wait

"It's a waiting game" "So Look ahead" that's what they'd say Growing up's about the chase Wait your turn, then play for change But tunnel vision and beady eyes Blinded me from what passed by I had dimmed out either side Keeping just the end in sight I was Muddled in mistakes For God's sake A million retakes Why couldn't I just catch a break? Why was I living for a future And not today? Hoping that with age all these questions would be explained They say "Good things come to those who wait" The little joys Their sweet taste Will come your way Live for that day Seize the future, work today Look ahead that's what they'd say Life is just about the chase Make your move, play for change But the wait did not gratify The delay could not satisfy So I pained with the end in sight And prayed that age would make it fine I'd flick on the TV A vicarious life please Dreaming of ideals Deflecting what I'd feel Played with patience And feigned ease Praying that with age It would all make sense, please They say "Good things come to those who wait" The little joys Their sweet taste Will come your way Live for that day Patience was my virtue But boredom it's mate Watching the clock tick slowly's a soulless kind of game Moving through the motions Playing it safe Hoping good things would come to those who wait They say "Good things come to those who wait" The little joys Their sweet taste Will come your way Live for that day They say "Good things come to those who wait" The little joys Their sweet taste Will come your way Live for that day