作曲 : Anthony Drewe/George Stiles

Why are those things you admire in others

the hardest to find in yourself

What is it about me that seems to determine

I'm destined to life on the shelf

This wait a bit character waiting to find

whatever it is that I lack

Whenever they ask，the real me to step forward

the real me takes a step back

Wait a bit，she says

can't do it，she says

wait a bit，she says

Not really knowing what she is waiting for

While he is outgoing, why do I withdraw

Without conviction，and yet somehow sure

A contradiction that will stay in my mind till the day that I find something more

I'm searching for something they say is within me

yet seems to be hidden from sight

But why should I search when it's not in my nature

to come out and stand in the light？

For my expectations are not all that great

Just wondering I hope to fulfill

And yet when it came to the moment of truth

I prove to myself， I must still wait a bit

And I just not fit to fly

When I came to try I watched the others as they soared and rose

It seemed so effortless，but then，who knows

Beneath the surface，sometimes torment grows

I plucked up courage for I knew I should fledge

So I stood on the edge

and I froze…

A flightless bird gets by without the flight…

But still I'm hoping that someday I might

He made me feel I could soar

Not only one thing’s for sure

I'll have to wait a bit more