I've been watching for the morning all the night
I've been waiting for the fire on the sky
I been caught without the courage to get by
I been moving ever onward in the night
And the mood upon the city filled with smoke
With the ashes and the anger makes me choke
If I speak in bigger wavelengths, could you hear?
If I vary up the volume, would you know?
Morning will come, burning with hope
I'm waiting here for you alone
Morning will come, burning with hope
I've been waiting for the coming of the day
I've been looking for an outlet of escape
And the lateness of the watch goes on and on
And the head is always sleepy before the dawn
