See there?
He's standing
His arms open
The father
Waiting
For the son
Though is heart
Has been broken
His arms are
Wide open
Stretched out
In longing
Waiting about
And he'll wait
Through a thousand
Splendid suns
And a thousand
Stormy nights
Every single day
Until the lost
May be found
The beloved
May come round
The father's arms
A second chance
He's saying
Come, son
Come...
Standing there
His arms bare
And open wide
As to invite
The whole world
The father
Expecting
The return of the son
Will you come?