Van Morrison - Waiting Game текст песни

On a golden autumn day returning

Where each moment never is the same

Sometimes pure joy it comes with patience

When Im waiting on, waiting game

When Im waiting on, waiting game

There must be reason for all this inaction

Does it mean that everything must change

Sometimes Im looking for perfection

When Im waiting on, waiting game

When Im waiting on, waiting game

I am the observer who is observing

I am the brother of this snake

I am the serpent filled with venom

A God of love and a God of hate

There is a presence deep within you

Sometimes they call it higher flame

And the leaves come tumbling down, remember

Ill be waiting on, waiting game

Ill be waiting on, waiting game

I am the observer who is observing

I am the brother of this snake

I am the serpent filled with venom

A God of love and a God of hate

There is a presence deep within you

Some people call it higher power in flame

When the leaves come tumbling down, remember

Ill be waiting on, waiting game

Ill be waiting on, waiting game.....