I was waiting, I was singing I was standing patiently Who would wait this long for me Who's gonna sing a song for me I was smiling, I was walking Open mind to open miles Who will crack me a crooked smile Who'll still climb my crooked stiles I was crying, I was stumbling Over broken glass laid tracks Following ancient portait maps Who could tell me, who could tell the paths from cracks I was talking, I was shouting Listen please don't turn away Who turns deaf to what I say Who will paint my portrait grey (REPEAT VERSE THREE) (REPEAT VERSE ONE)