You know in the darkest hour How to listen to the grass growing up You say when the coastline lies awaiting That they shine like precious threads of pearls. And your house of clay built by the river Hosts your faith in serendipity And your house of clay built with your strong arms Hosts your faith in serendipity.
What I've been waiting for? You are. You now. So I keep caring on So I keep caring on Only hope can be above it all. Above it all. Waiting for you are.. What I've been waiting for? You are.