Amy Grant - The Prodigal Lyrics
I face the day againAgainst the window pane.I remain your closest friend,And wish you back again.You wonder how i feel;You think you've pushed too far.If only you could see this penScribbling down my heart.I'll be waiting.I may be young or old and gray,Counting the days,But i'll be waiting,And when i finally see you come,I'll run when i see you--I'll meet you.But still the days drag on.Why did you decide to go?Did you only need to seeWhat only time can show?I'll be waiting.I may be young or old and gray,Counting the days,But i'll be waiting,And when i finally see you come,I'll run when i see you.And even ifYou never do return,Still i will have learnedHow to love you better.I'll be waiting.I may be young or old and gray,Counting the days,But i'll be waiting,And when i finally see you come,I'll run to meet you.I'll be waiting.I may be young or old and gray,Counting the days,I'll be waiting,And when i finally see you come,I'll run to meet you.
