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