Text: Michael W. Smith. I'm Waiting for You.

I walked this road so very long ago
To show the way so you would know
I walked the road with holes in my hands in feet
To make the way, come follow me

No, you are not alone, you will be free indeed
The journey begins and ends with me
One million miles, it starts with a step or two
What are you waiting for? I'm waiting for you

You run the race, thinking you've almost won
Then you may find you've only begun
You're on the road, thinking you're far from here
And suddenly find you're very near

No, you are not alone, you will be free indeed
The journey begins and ends with me
One million miles, it starts with a step or two
What are you waiting for? I'm waiting for you
What are you waiting for? I'm waiting for you