Now I got time to wait awhile

Before I walk that faithful mile 

And so I sit beside a window 

So I can see which way the winds blow 

It's a promised land you hold in your hand 

It's a fine line that you do see 

And the certain friend who set you free 

There's talk of leaving that I hear 

In the wind so very clear 

It's gone you know where you must go 

Hey can't you find a better way 

Let your fortune find you gone away 

Become today there's no better way