Waiting for the Storm

	Oh search the places I have been
	To understand this sorry state Im in
	The only answers I could find got lost in my tiny mind
	Somewhere so many years ago
	And oh my Lord, I cant believe
	All the crimes that are accused of me
	And now my memorys all shot
	Dont know if Im guilty or if Im not
	Still I try to clear my name
	Well, all I can do is wait and see
	If sweet salvation will come and rescue me
	And all this weary flesh and bones
	I still walk this path alone
	Waiting for a storm
	Well, I've heard it often said
	Theres only one sure thing
	So Ill brace against the storm
	But Ill be hoping, I will be hoping
	That the springtime will come
	Maybe the sky above will break
	Now Im hanging on for pure survivals sake?
	So ashamed of what I've done
	And Im scared of whats to come
	So Ill be waiting for a storm
	Well, I've heard it often said
	Theres only one sure thing
	So Ill brace against the storm
	But Ill be hoping, I will be hoping
	That the springtime will come
	Ill be the one to take the fall
	For all these sorry sons of bitches all
	And clutching at the shortest straw
	A martyr without a cause
	Just waiting for a storm
	Oh no
	All this weary flesh and bone
	I still walk this path alone
	Just waiting for a storm

	Oh search the places I have been
	To understand this sorry state I m in
	The only answers I could find got lost in my tiny mind
	Somewhere so many years ago
	And oh my Lord, I can t believe
	All the crimes that are accused of me
	And now my memory s all shot
	Don t know if I m guilty or if I m not
	Still I try to clear my name
	Well, all I can do is wait and see
	If sweet salvation will come and rescue me
	And all this weary flesh and bones
	I still walk this path alone
	Waiting for a storm
	Well, I' ve heard it often said
	There s only one sure thing
	So I ll brace against the storm
	But I ll be hoping, I will be hoping
	That the springtime will come
	Maybe the sky above will break
	Now I m hanging on for pure survival s sake?
	So ashamed of what I' ve done
	And I m scared of what s to come
	So I ll be waiting for a storm
	Well, I' ve heard it often said
	There s only one sure thing
	So I ll brace against the storm
	But I ll be hoping, I will be hoping
	That the springtime will come
	I ll be the one to take the fall
	For all these sorry sons of bitches all
	And clutching at the shortest straw
	A martyr without a cause
	Just waiting for a storm
	Oh no
	All this weary flesh and bone
	I still walk this path alone
	Just waiting for a storm