She Took My Hand
John McGlynn
She took my hand and she waits for the sinner
Such a strange place that she waits for the sun to come
She took my hand as we searched at the center
And all that time we were searching, the sun was gone
Was gone...
In this pale land I will search for you always
I know that once I have found you the sun will come
Throughout all time I will wait for you somewhere
I know that long as I'm waiting the sun will come
Will come...
She took my hand and she waits for the sinner
Such a strange place that she waits for the sun to come
To come...
