In my heart i will waitBy the stony gateAnd the little oneIn my
arms will sleep.Every rising of the moonMakes the years grow
lateAnd the love in our hearts will keep.There are friends i
will makeAnd bonds i will breakAs the seasons roll byAnd we
build our own sky.In my heart i will waitBy the stony gateAnd
the little oneIn my arms will sleep.And the stars in your skyAre
the stars in mineAnd both prisonersOf this life are we.Through
the same troubled watersWe carry our time,You and the convicts
and me.There's a good thing to knowOn the outside or in,To
answer not whereBut just who i am.Because the stars in your
skyAre the stars in mineAnd both prisonersOf this life are
we.And the hills that you knowWill remain for youAnd the little
willow greenWill stand firm.The flowers that we plantedThrough
the seasons pastWill all bloomOn the day you return.To a baby at
playAll a mother can say,He'll return on the windTo our
hearts, and till thenI will sit and i'll waitBy the stony
gateAnd the little one'neath the trees will dance.