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Waiting For My Day by Jason Harrod

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♫ Verse 1:
A             Bm     D
Mothers and children all around on a Monday morning,
A     Bm              D
  The air is cool and clear.
A   Bm           D          G       D        A
I am too alone to be part of this suburban scene.
     Bm               D
I am just an observer here.


♫ Verse 2:
    A             Bm        D
I'm sitting here thinking, "Is this my inheritance "
A          Bm         D
This dusty gypsy atmosphere,
A             Bm          D          G      D         A
This dust I'm breathing in is someone else's skin, not mine.
    Bm             D
I grew up far from here.

♫ Verse 3:
A             Bm     D
Today I answered some primal call
A             Bm            D
Found myself looking at the sea.
A     Bm           D             G      D         A
I can never get enough of this big ocean loud and rough
                 Bm       D
With the sighing sifting melody.


♫ Chorus: 
E             Bm                 F#m
Right here is beauty like I have never known,
   E              Bm                       F#m
And I'm carefully placed here, not some castaway,
  G               Bm            A
But I'm weary and aching for my home,
         G      Bm       A
And I'm waiting for my day.


♫ Verse 4:
A           Bm
Longing in starlight,
D
I'm too stricken to move, too impatient to sit,
        A         Bm        D
At the same time strong and weak.
A             Bm          D          G      D         A
I am loved enough to be part of this eternal scene.
      Bm        D
Thus I am bold enough to speak.


♫ Bridge: 
            A         Bm
And I say, "I used to read the Bible saying,
D                                  A
'This I know, this I know, this I no longer know,
     Bm                 D
This I no longer really care.'"
A         Bm          D     G       D        A
What's that matter anyway, that was yesterday.
         Bm        D
Tonight I have belief to spare.
A             Bm        D
So much belief that I get scared, yeah.


♫ Chorus: 
E             Bm                 F#m
Right here is beauty like I have never known,
   E              Bm                       F#m
And I'm carefully placed here, not some castaway,
  G               Bm            A
But I'm weary and aching for my home,
         G      Bm       A
And I'm waiting for my day.