On a golden autumn day returning
Where each moment never is the same
Sometimes pure joy it comes with patience
When I´m waiting on, waiting game
When I´m waiting on, waiting game

There must be reason for all this inaction
Does it mean that everything must change
Sometimes I´m 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
Sometimes they call it higher flame
And the leaves come tumbling 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
Some people call it higher power in flame
When the leaves come tumbling down, remember
I´ll be waiting on, waiting game