Brian McGrath - Northwoods Benediction Lyrics

I was waiting for something, I was waiting to hear you sing
Waiting for a reason, for a sign, so it seems
Waiting for the future and all good things to come
Fleeting little moments belonging to the young

Everything unspoken, all the days we'd yet to be
Anything remotely true to that which made us free
When the hope of youth was born to sad uncertainty
Mourning all the years we'd yet to clearly see

And love, it comes and goes
And time kills us slow
Kills us slow

Still I wait for something, still I wait to hear you sing
Waiting for an answer, still waiting to be free
Hoping for the future and all good things to come
Fleeting little moments belonging to the young

But love, it comes and goes
And time kills us slow
Kills us slow
Kills us slow