I can't wait
Serenading hope a song for idle hands
Warm enough to make you sleep until it burns
It's a flameless pyre
When it breathes awake with the wind in turn
I don't believe in fate
I respect the fire in dreams that wake

Our hearts beat as one
That old dream of ours
To be free is to belong

I can't wait
While parading robes are out to quite a dance
Cold enough to make you freeze before it hurts
In all heartless ire
There's a boy afraid to be left alone
I won't rely on faith
I reject the choir of mirrored praise

Our hearts beat as one
That old dream of ours
To be free is to belong

So don't wait on above
And don't blame on below
Is it chance when you stand?

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Rodrigo Amarante