It is a starry night, the moon comes up
You sit there staring into darkness
The hour passes, a day, a year
And you still wait for him
The hour passes, a day, a year
You are still lost, captive of faith

You ask for the fruit of your garden
Who will tell you? Who will answer you?
Your pain in bitter, days pass
You were left alone, wanting to believe
That here comes the time
When he promised to come back
That here comes the time
When he promised to come back

Grief is wrapping you in silence
The with stays in your heart
The hour passes, a day, a year
And you still wait for him
The hour passes, a day, a year
You still remember, you don’t believe

You ask for the fruit…..

You ask for the fruit of your garden
Who will tell you? Who will answer you?
Your pain in bitter, days pass
You were left alone, wanting to believe
That here comes the time
When he promised to come back
That here comes the time
When he promised but didn’t come back