Stuck in the middle of the vast expanse
You don't know where you stand except east and west
You're stuck in the middle of someone else's fantasy
Where north and south meet here and there and in between
Stuck with ideals of a different land a different time
You don't know where you stand inside the scenes of someone else's dream
You're stuck with the choices that seem endless in possibility
Yet you choose to swim in the stagnant water all the time

Intezaar
Intezaar
Intezaar
All I can ever do is wait

Locked in the practice of your different recipes for life
A little bit of chutne, a little bit of masala a little bit of white bread but never all
together
Lacked in the practice of your predetermined eulogies
That last sometimes longer than your very own life
Stuck with the mentality that everything green was good
When every thing you wish for lies in spaces in your mind
Well why is it possible that someone else's fallacy
Turns love and hate to rage and bliss and everything between

Intezaar
Intezaar
Intezaar

All I can bloody do is wait
And you're down at sea level
Yet the air is thinning out
And you feel the wait has ended
Yet you're breathing from a straw

Intezaar
Intezaar
Intezaar
All I can bloody do is wait