Tom McRae
Текст песни Lord, how long?

Silent, broken
bruised and cloaked
in this desert night
I wait for you

My eyes wide open
I face this moment
and picture you by my side

Funny how the things of this world
quickly fall away
and everything is equal to me
in this final place

So how long? Lord, how long?
and how long? Lord, how long?


Skies above me
the earth beneath me
and a sinner's place in between

My God
my country
my blood
my enemy
my reason desert me now

Funny how the things of this world
quickly fall away
and everything is equal to me
in this final place

So how long? Lord, how long?
and how long? Lord, how long?