Waiting Game

Waiting Game - Van Morrison (範·莫里森)

Lyrics by：Van Morrison

Composed by：Van Morrison

On a golden autumn day returning

Where each moment never is the same

Have pure joy it sometimes comes with patience

When I'm waiting on waiting game

When I'm waiting on waiting game

Must be reason for all this inaction

Does it mean that everything must change

Everything must change

Sometimes I'm looking for perfection

Looking for perfection

When I'm waiting on waiting game

When I'm 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

Deep within you

Sometimes they call it higher flame

Sometimes they call it higher flame

And the leaves come tumbling down remember

Down remember

I'll be waiting on waiting game

I'll 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

Deep within you

Some people call it higher power in flame

Higher power in flame

When the leaves come tumbling down remember

Remember remember

I'll be waiting on waiting game

I'll be waiting on waiting game

Waiting on a waiting game

Waiting game

Waiting on

Waiting on a waiting game

Waiting on

Waiting waiting on

Waiting on

Waiting on

Waiting on

Waiting on a come

When I'm come

I'm come the waiting game

Waiting game

Waiting game

Waiting game

Waiting game