Waiting for the Day

I want to go home

To my place in the woods,

My little abode,

Won't you take me away?

 

I want to fly free

Where the cages are gone

And no one chases after me,

Oh how I wish for this day.

 

I want to go back

To a time that is lost

And pick up the slack

Where time fell away.

 

I strive for the day

I needn't lie and for that,

Oh the price I would pay

Just to stay this way.

 

But oh I must wait

In patience and pain

For that saddening date

I must see in May.

 

The hardships we face

For these ever long days,

Our love we must pace

Until things are okay.

 

The tears we will cry

When we've left all our pride,

We feel we could die

Any second, any day.

 

But time will pass by

And soon you will see

One day we'll cry

And we'll all get our way.

 

And this will be the day...