Here come the times of changing time.
Here come the days of light and grace.
Here come the hours of wordless wondrousness.
Light light will fill this humble place.
When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun-gold.
When you come, the world will seem shiny and new.
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right.
'Till you come, I'll keep this place ready for you.
I saw them riding up the road
And I swept and scrubbed the stable twice
Filled it with golden yellow straw, sweet and clean
I did my best to make things nice
When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun-gold.
When you come, the world will seem shiny and new.
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right.
'Till you come, I'll keep this place ready for you.
Here come the days of light and grace.
Here come the hours of wordless wondrousness.
Light light will fill this humble place.
When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun-gold.
When you come, the world will seem shiny and new.
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right.
'Till you come, I'll keep this place ready for you.
I saw them riding up the road
And I swept and scrubbed the stable twice
Filled it with golden yellow straw, sweet and clean
I did my best to make things nice
When you come, the stars will shine brighter than spun-gold.
When you come, the world will seem shiny and new.
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right.
'Till you come, I'll keep this place ready for you.