I’m in a dry and weary land
Where the desert song has died
Like a river with no water
My soul it thirsts for you
I am waiting
I am waiting
I am waiting
For you
Every mountain looks so inviting
Until the day I have to climb
But climb I will up where the eagles fly
If I could only touch the sky
I am waiting?
I hear the footsteps
Of a thousand marching angels (men)
Go off to war
I hear them call my name
To follow them to war
But I’m not moving
Till the rains come down
Thunder and lightening shoot across the sky
Angels heralding your arrival
I hear the earth move in anticipation
Can you feel my heart a tremble?
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