She sits by the window with wandering eyes
She has a song in her heart and a golden
disguise
Her body is torn because age doesn't heal
She's not letting on about the pain
that she feels
But she knows in her soul that it won't be too long
'Til Jesus comes back
to carry her home...
Chorus
Where there will be no more pain
No more
sorrow
No more waiting
For illusive tomorrows
There will be no more
pain
My mind's eye remembers the trouble I've seen
All I have been through, and how
I long to be free
But I learn by her patience that I need her resolve
To wait for the
opening of eternity's halls
And I know that in time we will stand side by side
When Jesus
comes back receiving His bride
