The Sunrise

What should I do?
What?
I do not know...
I'll wait for the next sunrise.

Just sit here, by the door
And wait 'till the sky turns brighter
and loose all my eyes in the distance.

Let it fall
All these things that can not stand.
What can't stand... Must fall down.

Life along the way
Waits for me to take it
And face it.
I delay.

Oh my little life
It's in my hands... I watch it
Small life of mine.
I could just blow you in the wind
Ariseing somewhere (if there is somewhere)
But I wait
By the door
This little door
That holds all this life at it's feet
And wait for the next sunrise.