by Paul Cruickshanks
Can we sit beside the river
in the dark before the dawn
Watch a silver shred of sunlight
make a mirror of the moon?
Can we sing this verse together
from the song of my heart, reborn?
In my yearning, I surrender.
Sweep me up inside your storm.
Chorus:
Waiting...., waiting....,
waiting for the storm
Waiting...., waiting....,
waiting for your storm.
I have tried to dance without you;
built my castles out of sand.
At the first, faint sound of thunder
turned my back against your wind.
In my desert I can't find you.
Empty skies disguise my pain.
With you I'll dance my raindance.
With you the clouds will form.
(Chorus)
Now we sing our song together -
joy of my heart, reborn.
From my yearning, I surrender.
Sweep me up inside your storm.