Waiting to Be Found

I crouch in the dusty darkness
I listen for your footsteps to fall
But there's nothing at all

I blend with the coats in the hallway
You’re saying olly-oxen-free
You stopped looking for me
That’s too bad

I was waiting to be found

I open a conversation, always start with something small
Try a temporary diversion...starting to feel like Fall
One day I'll show you all
But for now

I'm just waiting to be found

This house has grown awful quiet
All the kids I guess they’ve up and they’ve gone
Guess they've all moved along
Except for me

Still waiting to be found

I open a conversation, always start with something small
Try a temporary diversion, starting to feel like Fall
One day I'll show you all
But for now

I'm just waiting to be found