i’m waiting on a song with a silver lining
just a couple little chords and a chorus i can sing
though not one about my heart much less the girl for whom i’m pining
that’s all been done before in melodramatic scenes
if i ever find the verse will it be quite captivating
tie the listener round my finger as i weave some lofty tale
weave some all too relevant story that needs no understating
as it touches on raw nerve and leaves the senses tense and pale
oh to have that perfect song i’d spend years alone, despondant
give up my life for money and the fame it would portend
but what would be the point for life, though fleeting, shorten? shouldn’t
and a song is just a song that will always find an end
