Up for You

I’m tired as those fairy tales
that never have come true
but I can’t sleep
not while you’re out there
I’ll wait up for you

I’m waiting for it- Just a sign,
some kind pauper’s proof
that your silent war is over
and the victor was the truth

My head is pounding,
full of footsteps
all of them are mine
See, I’m searching for thatplace
where you exist without decline

There is a life outside of this
I’ve seen it, clear and bright
but I don’t like the look of things
unless you are the light

I haven’t had a single dream
I’m just that sleepless jew
who walks into the gale each night
that she waits up for you.