So much for my shotThat I thought I’d findSo much for my chance you know its notWhat I had in mindI need a little time to dry outI need a little time to dry outJust a little more time to find outWhat I’m waiting forSo much for that handThat I thought I’d seeSo much for that day I take a standIf its not in store for meNow I’ve watched myself stallThrough some kind of rationaleI’ve waited for spring, I’ve waited for fall and I’m waiting now