I remember when the forest floor became gilded stars beneath our feet,
As we walked through them ancient hills, the earth disappeared into the grain,
But I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait for you to speak my name,
I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, the sky is turning again.
I still hear the sound of that of voices coming through the trees like an old freight train,
Now I long for the ground to fall away again as we take flight above the grain,
But I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait for you to speak my name,
I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, the sky is turning again.
Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh
And evening has come, I see shadows now swallow the day,
I feel the earth beneath my feet, and the stars they seem so far away,
Sill I wait, still I wait, still I wait for this empty room to breathe,
Still I wait, still I wait, still I wait for the breath of God.