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