No Longer Spinning, by Doug McKenna

I'm no longer spinning my wheels
waiting for the ground to catch
I'm no longer chasing my words
that I threw out and now must fetch
You could say I'm on my own this time
I guess that's what it's about
You could say that I am living for now

I'm no longer thinning my herd
traipsing through your wintry mess
I'm no longer chasing my words
wondering where they'll fall and what is next
You could say I've lost my faith this time
and I would say I have my doubts
but I would ask you not to shout

And all this time, I've been waiting
to step out of your dark embrace
And I can see it on your face
that you've been waiting, too

I am all alone
and I will sit beside the phone
I will wait for you to call out to
the only one who needs you

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