Better Things
I can't wait in vain for you
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
You said goodbye, and please don't cry
That you would be back tomorrow
I told a lie when I said I'd try to
Contain my pain and my sorrow
I face the night, and I fear I might forever be alone
I stare at the floor and believe I need more
Than the sun and the stars and the moon
I can't wait in vain for you.
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
I waited some
My feelings numb as I let my life slip by
But the midday sun, it made me come
To my senses and I cried
I tied my love to a blood-red balloon
And released it to the sky
Then I could see the fool that was me
And the pain that makes me wise
In the beauty of reality I see that everything is me
And I can never really be alone
In the beauty of reality I see that everything is me
There will always be better things
I can't wait in vain for you.
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
You said goodbye, and please don't cry
That you would be back tomorrow
I told a lie when I said I'd try to
Contain my pain and my sorrow
I face the night, and I fear I might forever be alone
I stare at the floor and believe I need more
Than the sun and the stars and the moon
I can't wait in vain for you.
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
I waited some
My feelings numb as I let my life slip by
But the midday sun, it made me come
To my senses and I cried
I tied my love to a blood-red balloon
And released it to the sky
Then I could see the fool that was me
And the pain that makes me wise
In the beauty of reality I see that everything is me
And I can never really be alone
In the beauty of reality I see that everything is me
There will always be better things
I can't wait in vain for you.
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain for you 'cause
I have better things to do
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Writer(s): Connie Lansberg
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