He sits upon the empty sand
And gazes up to endless grey
The weathered face and and battered hands
Protest the soul that carried them so far this way
The beaten skin is turning to a wrinkled smile
And his eyes light up and give his soul away
He said "I'm waiting for a blue sky"
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be here through the wind and rain
Don't care what anybody says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all it's clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a bright day
I'll be here through the wind and rain
Don't care what anyone else says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all it's clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
And gazes up to endless grey
The weathered face and and battered hands
Protest the soul that carried them so far this way
The beaten skin is turning to a wrinkled smile
And his eyes light up and give his soul away
He said "I'm waiting for a blue sky"
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be here through the wind and rain
Don't care what anybody says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all it's clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a bright day
I'll be here through the wind and rain
Don't care what anyone else says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all it's clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky