Go ahead, live your life without me, without me.
Blinded eyes hold the knife against me, against me.
What am I still doing waiting here?
Is there something else I should fear?
I do not know exactly what I'm waiting for.
So hurry, I'm hurting.

Don't take this upon yourself.
I've heard you, I've heard you.
I've heard you, I've heard you.
Sit and watch for something else.
Did I save you? I saved you.
I saved you, I saved you.

It's over now, raise your head.
Behold me, come hold me.
Drop your hate, lose your fear.
You don't know me, disown me. What are we still doing waiting here?
Is there something else you'd like to hear?
Come behold the One that you have waited for.
So hurry, I'm hurting.

Copyright 2002 Chris Wilson
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