Lyrics
Sunrise paints the city gold
Stories whispered, brave and old
A quiet hand
A quiet hum, a gentle breeze
Knocking on the ancient trees
Waiting for a sign
Something truly divine
He's coming back someday
He's coming back, I say
The world will feel his light
Burning ever so bright
He's coming back someday
He's coming back, I say
The world will feel his light
Burning ever so bright
A quiet hum, a gentle breeze
Knocking on the ancient trees
Waiting for a sign
Something truly divine
He's coming back someday
He's coming back, I say
The world will feel his light
Burning ever so bright
He's coming back some
He's coming back someday
He's coming back, I say
The world will feel his light
Burning ever so bright