Loose stones washed up for less,
a love that never left,
rocking around in my soul, 
rocking around in my head.
Thoughts stored somewhere in your head, 
written but never read. 
Rocking around in my soul, 
rocking around in my head.

Its time, time finished waiting, finished waiting. 
Its time, time finished waiting, finished waiting. 

Take one more than a step, 
from this life to the next,
finding the faith to be blessed, 
breaking the bones to make bread.
When all you hear is in your head,
heard but never said. 
Rocking around in your soul,
rocking around in my head.
 
Its time, time finished waiting, finished waiting. 
Its time, time finished waiting, finished waiting. 

Loose stones washed up for less...