Waiting for the train to come
I keep waiting for the train to come
Dreaming of the river and the rising sun
I keep thinking 'bout the world to come
My life packed up in a suitcase
Old man staring from the doorway
My hope tarries in the distance
Love comes
On the wheels of my deliverance
Oh, where is the river unbroken
Oh, when will the whistle blow
Waiting for the train to come
I keep waiting for the train to come
Keeping my appointment
With the one who lives
In the heart of everything that is
All night sleeping at the station
Dear God
It's hard not to be impatient
I watch through the windows of forgiveness
I cry and my word's my only witness
Oh, where is the river unbroken
Oh, when will the whistle blow
Oh, where is the river unbroken
Oh, when will the whistle blow
Sometimes I feel I can't go on
I get so tired all passion's gone
My head, my heart, my arms, my legs
Without the strength to crawl away
Then something breaks inside my soul
That Spirit finally taking hold
My ears can hear
My eyes can see
Those clouds that cover me
Oh, where is the river unbroken
Oh, when will the whistle blow
I'm waitin' for the train
I'm ready for the train
