Lonely Nights
Lonely as the darkness of the night,
Using the moon and the stars as light.
The broken hearts waiting to be mend,
The council has been waiting to tend.
Lonely nights as the people cry,
Failed by their first attempt and willing to retry.
Waiting for their success to come,
Longing for something they want to become.
Broken hearts are ready to be mend,
As the one who mends tend.
Lonely nights may last,
As our faith grow fast.
