The Waiting Song
I've been waiting for you to fly away with me
To take me by the hand, and show me things I've never seen
The roads and rivers are pencil lines from where we are
The towns and cities are nothing now, we've come so far
It's there we lay by the river
It's there we lay on the ground
It's there we stay till the morning
Till it all came crashing down
Away
Away
Away
Away...
Writer/s: Matthew Moore
