Waiting for the World

Won't you step down from that throne? Leave your puppet shows alone Leave behind your gems and throw That robe into the fire Won't you climb down from that tree? At least throw down a rope for me The view is nice, but I haven't seen Your face for a year or more All the disillusionment All the words that I have bent Such pretty rhymes, but what use is it? I was waiting for the world to come to me Waiting for the world to come to me Can't we stop playing at these games? It's hide and seek with different names I'm willing to take all the blame If you're ready to take my hand Can't you look away from the stars? Keep your telescope and magic cards Keep your books and dreams and sacred art But remember to step outside those walls All the disillusionment All the words that I have bent Such pretty rhymes, but what use is it? I was waiting for the world to come to me Waiting for the world to come to me I have seen you walking home Casting shadows, throwing stones Lips moving, but you're alone Trading blows with a former self All the disillusionment All the words that I have bent Such pretty rhymes, but what use is it? I was waiting for the world to come to me Waiting for the world to come to me Waiting for the world to come to me