Winter’s branch stands deceived Earth communing on her leaves Waiting to be like something else
Ray of sun struck the floor My hands made puppets on the door Reaching to be like someone else
And I hear that the walls were coming in I revere that you are still waiting Have I taken you for granted?
Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me
There will grow in me a place A garden of the things you say To wait, and be okay with myself
Against the black midnight hour Built in me a quiet power To wait, and be okay with myself
And I hear that the walls crumblin’ in I revere that you’re still waiting And I hear that the walls crumblin’ in I revere that you’re still waiting Have I taken you for granted
Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me
Beside me Always beside me Beside me Always beside me
