Lletres: Dag Nasty. Four On The Floor. Still Waiting.

these are the toughest days
the time is slow and the skies are gray
well this is the hardest time
to tell yourself to take your time
and it seems like a hundred years
since I thought it would all work out
seems like a hundred years
and I'm still here
I've got nothing but time
so I'm still waiting
yeah I'm still waiting
one time my eyes were wide
I couldn't wait until I could drive
everything in life was free
it was healthy, loud and honest
well it seems like a hundred years
but I guess it's been only ten
it seems like a hundred years
and I'm still here