There Is Love

He watched me walk away
There was nothing to say

So wounded inside
My choices made

He strained His eyes
Hoping to see me again

That was my curse
The longing and yearning

There is love burning to find Him
Will He wait for me?

Will He be there?
His silence haunted me

Still I hungered for Him
This is my curse needing the love

Burning to find Him
Will He wait for me?

Still I want
Still I ache

Still I wait
To see Him

Dying inside these walls
I see His face in these tears

In these tears I see His face... There is love, There is love.