Long Gone

Waiting for a sight from the good lord
I refuse to be ignored
Cause I need answers much more than food
Waiting for the good lord to save me
Drive you out to the country
Yet we're still haunted like the ship on this shore

And I was terrified that the dark of the night
Would swallow me whole

Waiting for a sight from the good lord
Like the time you shaved your beard
Leaving your skin naked, exposed to my whim
Waiting for the good lord to save me
Take you up through the trees
Up on the mountain where you first saw my way

And I was stupefied that my prayer had been aswered
Right there and then
Missing you was never enough
Now that you're gone