I think my faith is going back to the basics. I only want to be a good girl, but also, true to myself.

So I'm waiting by the phone
For the blessed ring
Like a holy grail
for a fisher king
Time is ticking down
like a metronome
Rythmn for my brain
and its ceaseless scares
I never seem to play them to the beat I hear
Though my heart beat is a beat
that beats so near

So I'm changing who I am
'cos what I am's not good
And I know you love me now
?

I've been waiting ~ Sixpence none the richer