The Waiting - Too Many Miles Lyrics

I don't think you had in mind
When you set my city on a hill
For it's walls to be built up to keep the light in
Brick on brick I'm building still

But the moon still shines
The stars seem brighter
I see you through the haze
So, I remain unfazed

I don't think you were intending
When you pitched this tent you call your home
For it to be a place always in need of mending
With a bed as cold as stone

My roof caved in, the weight of unbelief and
My eyes half closed, my vision getting weak and
Still I see you, I know you'll never fade
So, I am not afraid