Freezing in a room with shattered windows
That can't hold back the wind
I've been
Clinging to my bed sheets, counting the days
Until autumn ends
I'll be
Waiting, aching, though there isn't much
Holding onto everything I touch
They think that I'm listening to them
But it's getting harder to pretend
That it matters
When all I hear are static transmissions
That the radio towers send
I'll be
Running, chasing the amethyst sky
Searching for love that will never die
Why couldn't I see it
That all that I wanted was right in front of me
But what does it matter
When everything just falls apart in your hands
Waiting
Amethyst, amethyst
Waiting
I'll wait here for you