Waiting, Waiting-Nancy Walker

so I'm waiting by a phone for the blessed ring like a holy grail for a fisher king time is ticking down like a metronome rhythm for my brain and its ceaseless games I never seem to play them to the beat I hear thought my heart beat is a beat that beats so near so we had a talk last night about the heavy blow that you dealt in fright you're back against the wall it was a puzzle piece important to the whole that I may not find to place within that hole I never seem to put them in the gaps I see like a puzzle where the pieces lost to me Chorus so I'm changing who I am 'cause what I am's not good and I know you love me now but I don't see why you should and I don't see why you should no, I don't see why you should so I drift into the air like a moth to light down the boulevard to the coffee shop in the land of sorrow in the land of wait I fear is bearing down on this lonely town I never seem to write them down as good as him like I somewhere lost the keys that let me in Chorus so I'm changing who I am 'cause what I am's not good and I know you love me now but I don't see why you should so I'm changing who I am 'cause what I am's not good and I know you love me now but I don't see why you should and I don't see why you should no, I don't see why you should