Woorden: Vanessa Carlton. Rabbits On The Run. London.

:
I waste away the days
Waiting on a new age
But time betrays me
And I get older one more year

Walk London's windy streets
He waits for me at home
But I wonder the secrets
That only cobble stones hold
Only the cobble stones know

And I've never been so sure
That after all these years, all that I've learned
Is that heavenly creatures never come
They never come

Got a knife-throwing kind of love
But your silence cuts the deepest
And I know I've made a mess of things
And I'm sorry for all that
Wish we could get the time back

'Cause I've never been so sure
That after all these years, all that I've learned
Is that heavenly creatures never come
Wait for it
Wait for it

Earth will turn when we're gone
So we pray that Heaven waits on us
But the wolves howl to the Moon
And she never answers back
No, she never answers back

But after all these years, all that I've learned
Is that heavenly creatures never -- never been so sure
That after all these years, all that I've learned
Is that heavenly creatures never come

I waste away the days
Waiting on a new age