Lately I go walking though I've got no place to go
There's cobwebs in my head and there are puddles on the road
I see a widow woman laying flowers on a grave
to think that he was young like me only yesterday

and oh, the light is fading oh the day is done
Lord, I am still waiting till we shall be as one

I see a pretty neighbor girl she's ready for a dance
braids all done up in her hair she's thinking 'bout romance
I see her father staring as the two drive out of sight
I hope that he will have her home long before midnight

and oh, the light is fading oh the day is done
Lord, I am still waiting till we shall be as one

Lord I want to call her, but I don't know what to say,
just to let her know that she is on my mind today
Well if I do there is a chance I might just die of fright
and if I don't I guess that I'll be lying awake tonight

and oh, the light is fading oh the day is done
Lord, I am still waiting till we shall be as one

Nightingale, she follows me, I wander to the stream
Stick my toes down in the mud, then watch as they wash clean
Make me over make me new, oh make me what you please
I was on my deathbed now I've got new breath in me

and oh, the light is fading oh the day is done
Lord, I am still waiting till we shall be as one


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