Were staring down constantly With palms open and resting feet Glancing up once and a while To find some sense of reconcile Open our eyes to see whats left Looking for just one sign of breath As soon as we think its okay Well head our separate ways What are we waiting for Theres knocking at our door Slowly but surely Im turning this around But there is something that I havent found Sooner or later you will be finding out Sitting there waiting isnt so safe and sound Theres something thats been calling me I feel that Im still incomplete Without knowing what I expect Theres no way that I can perfect We hesitate with every step Just one step closer to our death Were anxious just to take a glance This could be our last chance What are we waiting for Theres knocking at our door Sitting there waiting isnt so safe and sound