From the recording Troubadour

Music & Lyrics by Wayne Merdinger
Produced by Scott Leader

Lyrics

Hear the sounds - of the angels crying
Hear them loud - there is no denying
They’re reaching out - for the ones not smiling
Staring down, the storm that’s rising

Hidden in the fog - they wait for word
Have the others gone - has anyone heard
Are they on their own - in a no man’s land
Doesn’t anyone - want to take their hand

They’re waiting for the love
Waiting for the open arms
They’re asking for this dance
Hoping for a fighting chance
Waiting for the love, waiting for the love to come

In the eyes - of the broken hearted
They wonder why - they’re disregarded
All the lies - all the empty words and
No surprise - no lessons learned

Hidden in the fog - they wait for word
Have the others gone - has anyone heard
Are they on their own - in a no man’s land
Doesn’t anyone - want to take their hand

They’re waiting for the love
Waiting for the open arms
They’re asking for this dance
Hoping for a fighting chance
Waiting for the love, waiting for the love to come

And if they must - they’ll go it on their own
Just because - they got nowhere else to go
And in the end - there’s no retreat
Lest we forget - history repeats

They’re waiting for the love
Waiting for the open arms
They’re asking for this dance
Hoping for a fighting chance
Waiting for the love, waiting for the love to come

Yes they’re waiting for the love
Waiting for the open arms
They’re asking for this dance
Hoping for a fighting chance
Waiting for the love, waiting for the love to come
They’re still waiting