You know in the darkest hour
 How to listen to the grass growing up
 You say when the coastline lies awaiting 
 That they shine like precious threads of pearls.
 And your house of clay built by the river
 Hosts your faith in serendipity
 And your house of clay built with your strong arms
 Hosts your faith in serendipity.

 What I've been waiting for?
 You are.
 You now.
 So I keep caring on
 So I keep caring on
 Only hope can be above it all.
 Above it all.
 Waiting for you are..
 What I've been waiting for?
 You are.