Handshake – Waiting Still Lyrics

I wait for
a late comeback
but it seems quite desperate

I wake
it is quiet
in these rented rooms
all filled with dust

I think
I'll die alone
I'll die alone

shape up
make things happen
buy a drink
and write a book

is it too late?
and does it matter?
when the light arrives
who keeps the score?

I think
I'll die alone

I am waiting… still