Gone Wait

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