Oh search the places I have been
To understand this sorry state Im in
The only answers I could find got lost in my tiny mind
Somewhere so many years ago
And oh my Lord, I cant believe
All the crimes that are accused of me
And now my memorys all shot
Dont know if Im guilty or if Im not
Still I try to clear my name
Well, all I can do is wait and see
If sweet salvation will come and rescue me
And all this weary flesh and bones
I still walk this path alone
Waiting for a storm
Well, I've heard it often said
Theres only one sure thing
So Ill brace against the storm
But Ill be hoping, I will be hoping
That the springtime will come
Maybe the sky above will break
Now Im hanging on for pure survivals sake?
So ashamed of what I've done
And Im scared of whats to come
So Ill be waiting for a storm
Well, I've heard it often said
Theres only one sure thing
So Ill brace against the storm
But Ill be hoping, I will be hoping
That the springtime will come
Ill be the one to take the fall
For all these sorry sons of bitches all
And clutching at the shortest straw
A martyr without a cause
Just waiting for a storm
All this weary flesh and bone
I still walk this path alone
Just waiting for a storm