Waiting for a long time or waiting for a bus
Feels a bit like waiting for you
I never know if it has come and gone or perhaps it’s a block away
Feels a bit like waiting for you

So you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I say "No, no it's about love"
And you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I need to look back at you and say "It's about love"

Longing for a short time or longing for a train out
Feels a bit like longing for you
I never know if I should sit up all night or take in a sleeping car
Feels a bit like longing for you

So you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I say "No, no, it's about love"
And you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I need to look back at you and say "It's about love"

Holding on to no time or holding on to life
Feels a bit like holding on to you
I never know if I should ride it to the bell or give it to the clown
Feels a bit like holding on to you

So you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I say "No, no it's about love"
And you look at me and you say "Well hey, it's about time"
And I need to look back at you and say "It's about love"

So I look at you and I say "OK then, it's about time"
And you say "No, no, it's about love"
So I look at you and I say "OK then, it's about time"
And you need to look back at me and say "It's about love"
And you look back at me and you say "Oh darling, it's about love"
And I look at myself and I say "Well hey, it's about time."

Look at the way the children turn to see a hawk in flight
Look at the way the creek cuts through the earth might on might
Look at the way the stars are falling through the country night
Look at the way we love

Look at the way the sun can turn a valley into gold
Look at the way the oaks are standing proud as they get old
Look at the way the brush protects the deer when it gets cold
Look at the way we love

Gracious genius gentle glow
Soft and sultry such a seasoned show
Flaming feeding flooding fury
Healing haunting birth, Mother Earth

Look at the way the moon can guide a stranger to a home
Look at the way the quail will run together not alone
Look at the way the mountain bursts,
her passion unknown
Look at the way we love.

Look at the way the children turn to see a hawk in flight
Look at the way the creek cuts through the earth might on might
Look at the way the stars are falling through the country night
Look at the way we love

Look at the way the moon can guide a stranger to a home
Look at the way we love

Look at the way the quail will run together, not alone
Look at the way we love

Look at the way the stars are falling through the country night
Look at the way we love

They say there was a baby
Born with a special calling
Laid him in the manger
And then took him before his time

And I want to know why oh why oh why
If you care about life, why don't you care about mine?
Why oh why oh why
If you care about life, why don't you care about mine?

Look at all the babies
They ain't got no mangers
Lying in the doorway
And dying before their time

Comes along another baby
If I have it I can't feed it
I got the thing about my other children
Six hungry ones in all

Do you care about the babies
Or just the wars that keep them hungry?
I'm lying in the back alley
And I'm thinking about my right to life

So I died on Christmas morning
Leaving all my babies
Now they ain't got no mama
And ain't that a pity and a shame

And I want to know why oh why oh why
If you care about life, why don't you care about mine?
Why oh why oh why
If you care about life, why don't you care about mine?

I shall not tire of the road we're walking
Your smile a candle, I shall not tire
I shall not weaken in the face of danger
But draw you close to me
We're not alone, we're not alone

Earth like a friend who's wounded
Child, you're the fragile promise of tomorrow
You, who become a condor in a moment
Shall you spread your wings of courage and fly on

Trees are a story telling
Stars, like the burning sun that warms the water
Wind is a force that cleans our sails of sorrow
Woman guide the ship of freedom and sail on, sail on

Creatures of courage make a chain that can't be broken
Like my heart can be broken
Links must withstand the strain and pull
That tries to tear our souls apart

Hands like a map I follow
Songs are the haunting call that draws me forward
Hearts be the drum that keep my feet from slowing
Like a cadence that is crying come on, come on

Force that has turned the flower of the people
Into steel that strikes a fire
Can we use the heat to solder such a chain
Believe on, believe on

I shall not tire on the road we're walking
Your smile a candle, I shall not tire
I shall not weaken in the face of danger
But draw you close to me
We're not alone, we're not alone