Waiting by City & Color

I guess I’ve always felt like I was waiting for something. I used to think that I was waiting for a journey or an adventure or a quest. I’m a little more grown up now, but I’m still waiting. Waiting for my life to begin – even though I’m sure it’s already on it’s way.

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