Lights get low in a darkening house Ghosts of doubt whisper and wander What do I really know and how All these questions to ponder I have lived a life of faith I have felt and heard the Spirit Still the darkness brings its weight And assurance is gone But as I fall asleep I have a waking dream You are standing in the driveway As I come up the street I can tell by your movement you’re not angry You are waiting there How much foolishness and folly are allowed in your graceland How much doubt and melancholy Till I’m lost And as I fall asleep I have a waking dream Every night for a year you have come to meet me here Just a simple image in my mind As I fall asleep Of you standing in the driveway As I come up the street I can tell by your movement you’re not angry You are running now You are running