Waiting

Waiting for the day
he'll surrender
Waiting for the day
he'll come with an open heart
For the day
he'll surrender
Just waiting for the day

He's a child at heart
trapped in a world apart
a lost soul soaring deeper
esteem is low
a careless temple

I'm waiting for the day
he'll take a helping hand
For the day
he'll trust a mourning eye
New life can't be denied
There's nothing left inside

They see the hate, confusion
I know the love, compassion
that he has
not too deep
Esteem is low
a careless temple

Please help him hear you, Jesus
when you're knocking at his door
I don't want him to go through this
not now or anymore!