(*Marc Bonilla)
A cold wind has frozen over our choices
And our reason
All is solid rain now
And Karma's on the run
Say what you want to say
Don't be careless with your freedom
The pain has all been gain now
And still it's not enough
My mind is waiting
Waiting for you
Home is faded dream
When the silence changes no one
A blade of faith is all now
We hand our parting on
My heart is waiting
Waiting for you
Waiting... waiting... waiting... waiting...