This might be spoken in a language you don't understand
Because lately i've been losing myself in suppositions that I can't stand
I'll wait for you when you are ready and able
I put all my cards on the table
The day when you open your eyes
Is the demise of the old world
Is when we rise above our old ways
And when the love will stay
I'm sorry if i said something hurtful when i was blind to the truth
After i become wise you can let me know if i was rude or couth
I'll look for you when you want to be found
Until then my keys will be on the table