How long, will they wait?
Don't they want to walk through
that beautiful gate
That Jesus is goin to swing back
on it's hinges, one day
that Jesus is going to swing wide, one day
verse 2
Are they really having fun?
or just tryin' to drown out the voice
of the one, calling softly, "Come to Me,
You've been to long on the run."
Calling softly, "Come to Me, I'm the One."
There are so many who care, saying,
"Yes, I want to be there.
(But) Life right here right now is so grand."
They're like children playing in the sand.
Their carefully fashioned worlds will stand,
till the first storms come.
verse 3
I have found I have friends,
and there are many I don't know
walking down a dead end.
Saying, "Everything looks fine to me."
While they're asleep to the warning God sends.
Saying, "Everything looks fine to me,
no crisis impends."
verse 4
Was it so, long ago,
I thought I could wait because I'd know,
When the winds of strife were let go.
That isn't so, Oh no.
Because people who wait too long,
just won't go.
There are so many who care, saying,
"Yes, I want to be there.
(But) Life right here right now is so grand."
They're like children playing in the sand.
Their carefully fashioned worlds will stand,
till the first storms come.