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Waiting to Give

I don't want to be your saving grace!
I couldn't anyway, even if I tried.
Damn right I want no one taking your place,
but honey I'm hurt now, and honey I'm tired.

I stopped counting on someday,
I'm not waiting on one day,
I'm just walking from yesterday
with my back to the wind.

And you'll find your own way,
your own way to celebrate
every blessing that today
is just waiting to give.

I'm not the kinda woman to just jump ship.
I couldn't anyway, even if I tried.
But I've been down here searching at the bottom of it
like the God-damn anchor to which you're tied.

I stopped counting on someday,
I'm not waiting on one day
I'm just walking from yesterday
with my face in the sun.

And you'll find your own way,
your own way to celebrate
every victory that today
has already won.

So stop counting on someday,
waiting on one day,
and angry with yesterday?
Babe, that's no way to live.

Oh, we'll find our own way,
our own way to celebrate
every present that today
is just waiting to give.

Oh, we'll find our own way,
our own way to celebrate
every present that today
is just waiting to give.