When her heart is longing
All she does is to hold tight
I know she’s been waiting
And her eyes tell that she’s not giving up the fight.
Dream she have of romance
Might as well have continued to live
Though the waiting tests her patience
Love was spoken when she said
“Will he ever come?
Will he ever appear?
Will the one that I’ve been waiting for, discover I am here?
Will he take my hand, will he carry me away?
In these lonely times, this heart of mine, can’t wait for another day.”
And an old lonely lady,
Tired of waiting patiently
For the man who left her
On the spring of 53.
Now she’s nearly ninety
And she must have lost her will
Though her voice is silence,
There the questions linger still.
“Will he ever come?
Will he ever appear?
Will the one that I’ve been waiting for, discover I am here?
Will he take my hand, will he carry me away?
In these lonely times, this heart of mine, can’t wait for another day.”
When you read the papers
And turn on the evening news.
You can see so clearly
Why the world got all these blues.
Tell me how much longer
Will the madness go on?
I believe I could hear voices
Joining in to sing this song
“Will he ever come?
Will he ever appear?
Will the one that I’ve been waiting for, discover I am here?
Will he take my hand, will he carry me away?
In these lonely times, this heart of mine, can’t wait for another day.”
The young woman found her Prince Charming
And she knew her prayer was heard.
And the old lady celebrated
For her husband had kept his word
And for all of us still waiting
For the healer of our wounds,
It’s not hopeless,
It’s just Wednesday.
But Sunday’s coming soon.
Yes the Lord will come
Yes the One will surely appear
And the Lord that we all been waiting for
Knows that we are here.
He will take our hands
And will carry us away
In these final times
These hearts of ours
Should hold and wait for that day.
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