Cross Over

Here I am waiting, Still waiting to cross over Here I am waiting with hope in my hand And listening to the people singing a new song My heart is a little heavy And I am not happy but I am not sad It is the type of feeling that you get when You just get out of bed, A feeling of vigor mixed with uncertainty One that makes you wants to shout and let everything out My passion is growing deep And love is dancing under my feet I can feel the mystified wind blowing in the distance, and my spirit starts glowing I can tell that heaven is working out a solid plan While the crowd watched with anxiety The horses are saddling and the people are waving The motorcade is standing by and they are ready to fly A heavy amour is buried in the sky And the epiphany of hope is masquerade in the sky While the dancing birds with wings stretched out High is claiming its position from a distance They have come to the region to make an immaculate birth without a man or a skirt And so the morning and the evening became one I watched the day and the night embroiled in a fight And it keeps everyone up until broad daylight The misery of the day has surpassed the evening hour And the music starts playing at the perfect hour Way over yonder I see the bride waiting, I can see her waiting patiently in the chamber And the spirit of longing is jumping in the bed It dance like a brave soldier without a gown While she look at it without a frown It is something that you cannot touch, It is something that you cannot feel, It is just the music that is so real The fire is musing inside me And heart is searching for thee How long do I have to wait for you to come and get me? My nights are not quiet and the morning is not still Yet heaven is greeting me with a grin Strange things happen when you’re seduced by the night Strange things happen when you have to put up a fight The lodge, the fraternity and the organs are at war Punching the keys on the piano and shouting hosanna Oh what hell is meeting in the sky, Oh what hell is riding by your side The wishful man doesn’t know where it comes from Yet he calls himself a different brand Who has ever thought of it? Who has come to behold it? We have been waiting for you so long To cross over this dangerous land I am waiting for you to take my hand Big sea, big ship and giant waves parachuting on the dish with a gigantic gold fish They set sail all night to put out the fire before daylight But a thousand more ships confront them on the wire Midnight at dark and daylight in the evening I know that you are coming for me At daybreak or the next morning I will be waiting to cross over with thee Here I am with my bags and my gown Here I am waiting without a frown My map and my script a saucer and a dish I am waiting on the outskirt of the town Because I know that you will come So please don’t let me down I saw a glimpse of you yesterday, I saw you when you stumble in my way With a big broad hat and leopard prints lining your skirt I suddenly got the message to get ready You cross the road to the other side And I saw a glimpse of hope in your eyes And I know that you will not leave me here to die For one moment I thought you were the bride And that subtle moment made me smile Anxious faces, beautiful races walk through the street And stubborn hearts that is difficult to task The music is playing quietly And the wind is rumbling in the distance The rain is falling to keep down the heat But the sun comes back out again To slap us with the brazen heat I am waiting to cross over with thee.