(First Verse)
Life continues to be something she’s only dreamed of
A place that she goes all alone in her head
Life continues to be something she’s so afraid of
A book in her hand that’s never been read
And she stumbles along through a maze of tradition
And wisdom of men, that quiet her soul
Until she’s finally alone and the silence gives way
To her longing for something she’s never known
(Second Verse)
She holds out her hand to a love she has dreamed of
And whispers a prayer that no one can hear
And she can’t understand all the longing she’s made of
She cannot explain why she’s even here
And the lines on her face are the judgments of a thousand generations
They haunt her with lingering faith
And yet each beat of her heart sings of sweet transformation
So with every vibration she continues to wait, she waits… she waits…
(Ending) And life continues to be something she’s only dreamed of
A place that she goes all alone in her head
Life continues to be something she’s so afraid of
A book in her hand that’s never been read--never read
She waits
Music and lyrics written by Clarissa Worley Sproul. Copyright 2007
