you and I, waiting for a song
all night, straight up till the dawn
something isn’t right, so we’re waiting for a song..

everywhere, waiting for a word
till someone cares, until that sound is heard
then something isn’t right, we’re still waiting for a word…
++till the whole world, in all her fragile beauty,
++the whole world, in all her tattered majesty,
++the whole world in all her broken glory cries aloud..

everyone, staring at the sky,
all day, watching as the clouds drift by
and hoping for a sign, we’re still staring at the sky

you and I, waiting for a song
all night, straight up till the dawn
something isn’t right, so we’re waiting for a song…
++till the whole world, in all her fragile beauty,
++the whole world, in all her tattered majesty,
++the whole world in all her broken glory cries aloud..

++till the whole world, in all her fragile beauty,
++the whole world, O God, ain’t that a sight to see,
++when the whole world in all her broken glory cries aloud…