Waiting Game (Van Morrison)

On a golden autumn day returning Where each moment never is the same Sometimes pure joy it comes with patience When I'm waiting on, waiting game When I'm waiting on, waiting game There must be reason for all this inaction Does it mean that everything must change Sometimes I'm looking for perfection When I'm waiting on, waiting game When I'm waiting on, waiting game I am the observer who is observing I am the brother of this snake I am the serpent filled with venom A god of love and a god of hate There is a presence deep within you Sometimes they call it higher flame And the leaves come tumbling down, remember I'll be waiting on, waiting game I'll be waiting on, waiting game I am the observer who is observing I am the brother of this snake I am the serpent filled with venom A god of love and a god of hate There is a presence deep within you Some people call it higher power in flame When the leaves come tumbling down, remember I'll be waiting on, waiting game I'll be waiting on, waiting game.