كلمات Long Gone

Waiting for a sight from the good lord I refuse to be ignored Cause I need answers much more than food Waiting for the good lord to save me Drive you out to the country Yet we're still haunted like the ship on this shore And I was terrified that the dark of the night Would swallow me whole Waiting for a sight from the good lord Like the time you shaved your beard Leaving your skin naked, exposed to my whim Waiting for the good lord to save me Take you up through the trees Up on the mountain where you first saw my way And I was stupefied that my prayer had been aswered Right there and then Missing you was never enough Now that you're gone