Waiting de Ella Henderson

I turn and face the crowd, I brave a smile somehow
Things started out so right, till we stumbled at the finish line
And when the sun goes down, morning comes round
And ill be waiting

I'm not the only one, to run ahead with all fallen
And I think of all the bruise
Before you win you loose
And when the sun goes down, morning comes around
And ill be waiting, ill be waiting