Springtime

This loneliness is getting old

But I feel the tides are changing in my soul

There's something new up ahead

And I know if I keep looking I will find it

I keep waiting on the springtime

I keep waiting for the sun to rise

But I keep hitting all these red lights

Over and over again

I want the end of this game of wits

I keep playing it too safe just to love and live

My dreams that I haven't seen

Are the only things I've got left of me

I keep waiting on the springtime

I keep waiting for the sun to rise

But I keep hitting all these red lights

Over and over again

I keep waiting on the springtime

I keep waiting for the sun to rise

But I keep hitting all these red lights

Over and over again

There's goodness in the waiting

My promise isn't fading

My hands are up, my face is to the sky

There's goodness in the waiting

My promise isn't fading

My hands are up, my face is to the sky

There's goodness in the waiting

My promise isn't fading

My hands are up, my face is to the sky

I keep waiting on the springtime

I keep waiting for the sun to rise

But all I'm hitting are these red lights

Over and over again

I keep waiting on the springtime

I keep waiting for the sun to rise

But I keep hitting all these red lights

Over and over and over and over and over again