Tom McRae Lord How Long
Silent, broken
bruised and cloaked
in this desert night
I wait for you
My eyes wide open
I face this moment
and picture you by my side
Funny how the things of this world
quickly fall away
and everything is equal to me
in this final place
So how long? Lord, how long?
and how long? Lord, how long?
The stars above me
the earth beneath me
and my sinner's place in between
My God
my country
my blood
my enemy
my reasons desert me now
Funny how the things of this world
quickly fall away
and everything is equal to me
in this final place
So how long? Lord, how long?
and how long? Lord, how long?