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   I'll be waiting on, waiting game.....