But God, tonight 

I am tired

I long for the highway

The tuning note of the orchestra

Hitting that shot from the top of the key

The Boston skyline

Guitar I left behind

My classrooms 

All the hopes and dreams

Of every single yesterday

Tonight, God

I grieve

I sigh

I wait patiently

To be rescued

To be saved

To be loved

I wait patiently

For You