Waiting For The Moon To Rise ('Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like A Peasant', 2000)
All the way back home I'm telling you I caught the sun Creeping up behind my shoulder; Another day's begun. I was following a trail I'd never been along before, Chasing darkened skies above me, Looking like the spring, Like the winter, and the morning.
If there's a place I wanna go Then I'll be there with you. 'Cause in my dreams the things I'm wishing for Keep coming true. Now a new day comes, Clears the darkness out of sight; And the shadows that were sleeping Come and dance beneath the light. And I'm trying hard to hide, To keep the sun out of my eyes. Close them tight, And now I'm waiting for the moon to rise.
Don't try to say to me That this was never meant to be. 'Cause the days are long where I come from. The next few days I'm free. There's a train I wanna catch, But it won't leave here for a while — Till darkness fills the eastern sky And streetlights stretch for miles, Through the spring, And the winter, and the morning