Old Ceremony Prove Me Wrong
I guess I've painted quite a gloomy pictureDrought and
famine locusts and the rest
I said that we could never be together
But never even once did you protest
I guess I've always seen the glass half empty
And try to keep my expectations low
I'm trying hard not to be disappointed
You know how long these love affairs can go
But though I sit and watch you leave
I will fall to pieces when you go
And I'm waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you to prove me wrong
All the air has left the rooms we live in
And never have you felt so far away
Never has the sunlight felt like darkness
And never have we had less to say
But all my silent soldiering
It will fall to pieces when you go
And I'm waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you to prove me wrong
I am waiting for you
Prove me wrong
I am waiting for you
Prove me wrong
I am waiting for you
Prove me wrong
...but please don't let me down.