I'm afraid it's been too long to try to find the reasons why I let my world close in around a smaller patch of fading sky,
But now I've grown beyond the walls to where I've never been, and it's still winter in my wonderland.

I'm waiting for the world to fall,
I'm waiting for the scene to change,
I'm waiting when the colours come,
I'm waiting to let my world come undone.

I close my eyes and try to see the world unbroken underneath, the farther off,
And already it just might make the life I lead a little more than make-believe when all my skies are painted blue,
And the clouds don't ever change the shape of who I am to you.

And I'm waiting for the world to fall,
And I'm waiting for the scene to change,
I'm waiting when the colours come,
I'm waiting to let my world come undone.

When I catch the light of falling stars, (my view is changing me)
My view is changing me, (my view is changing me)
My view is changing.

I'm waiting,
I'm waiting.

I'm waiting for the world to fall,
I'm waiting for the scene to change,
I'm waiting when the colours come,
I'm waiting , I'm waiting,
And I'm waiting for the world to fall,
I'm waiting for the scene to change,
I'm waiting when the colours come,
I'm waiting , I'm waiting,
And I'm waiting for the world to fall,
And I'm waiting for the scene to change,
And I'm waiting for the world to fall,
I'm waiting.