(*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...