Will I see you there
When the final trumpet blows
Will I see you there
When the final trumpet blows
If I don't see you there
I will run a comb through my hair
And I will wait
I will wait
I will wait
Will you walk on in
When the angel summons you
Will you walk on in
When the angel summons you
If I don't see you go
I will let the minions flow
And I will wait
I will wait
I will wait
Down in Dealey Plaza
The tourists mill about
Down in Dealey Plaze
The tourists mill about
And I am far from where we live
And I have not learned to forgive
But I will wait
I will wait
I will wait
