Testi musica - Roberto Tardito - If I Were Dylan - Waiting

 

 

 

 

 

Waiting is a man
Choosing not to leave behind
Time, waiting is time
Are hands seeking wind
Hands trying to change the course of things.
Waiting for you turn to risk.

I came, my feet bared
I felt my breath call
Waiting, looking ahead
A shadow, another fall
I walk but I'm here, I'm still waiting
Waiting's like the patience of a rambling rose.

The girl has the hues of fall
He could wait for her among all
Waiting is breathing under your skin
Are hands seeking wind.
Wait for your sorrow without speaking
Wait for your sunset with worth breathing
Time, waiting is time.

Waiting now is silent calm
Air of thunder and storm
Waiting is speaking quickly
Waiting is a moment sickly
I walk but I'm here, I'm still waiting
Waiting's like the patience of a rambling rose.

The girl has the hues of fall
He could wait for her among all
Waiting is breathing under your skin
Are hands seeking wind.
Wait for your sorrow without speaking
Wait for your sunset with worth breathing
Time, waiting is time.

Waiting is a man
Choosing not to leave behind
Time, waiting is time.