Who’s waiting for her like she’s waiting for himWho’s tracking the storm she’s lost inThe stars are brightThe night is black and clearThe clowns are all asleep, the strongman is in tearsWho has a heart of glass and steelWho else has this secret all too ready to revealWho else won’t believe in honor among thievesDon’t trust the friends you know you’ll see in hellSometimes the wait is trial by ordealSometimes the timing’s wrongSometimes she’s not that strongWhat do we miss when we cut to the chaseI’m surrounded by hope but I kneel down to kiss the dirtA very few dreams can be replacedAnd down on my knees my vision is blurred but my head is clearWho still fans the flames but dropped out of the raceThe choices that we made have left a bitter tasteWho else is blinded by the pressures of regretThe gift of hate it warmed my heart for ten thousand daysRevenge has come and gone and come and goneThe sun breaks through the clouds but something’s wrongWho’s waiting for her like she’s waiting for himWho’s tracking the storm she’s lost in