People told me,
you would come for me one day
but they don’t say when and how.
Will it be when I lay down
and my eyes close?
Will I know before you show up?
Will it be when I’m praying
to a bishop?
Or going through a breakup?
Will you make sure there won’t be a mixup?
Will you let me know when
you would show?
So I could pay back what I owe
So I could stay where I’m loved
So I could shove down the tears
while thinking back about all the years
I was too fearful to truly live
That I’d be forgiven and I’d forgive…
Will you let me know when you would show?