Gregory Alan Isakov - Arms In the Air lyrics

All of my life Needed a reason To find out who I am I've had my share Acts of treason Slipping right through my hands What am I waiting for... Sometimes I feel Like I live in a dream Alone in my Paradise Lost Can it be real Tell me what does this mean Alone in my Paradise Lost So many years Is there an answer? In this castle made of sand As time pa*ses by I'm running out of chances Who will understand What I am waiting for...