Well you know my brother how “the flood” came down
And a fire rained hard on an ancient town
but I’m waiting, waiting for the man to come…
there were pillars of salt, and the sun stood still
well the seas opened up and all the giants fell
but I’m waiting, waiting for the man to come…

well, I’ve heard a choir of angels sing
but I’m waiting (waiting) waiting for a greater song
‘till every knee bows down—‘till every heart is changed…
I’ll be waiting (waiting) waiting for the man to come…


Well you know my sister, I’m a travelin’ man
I be out prophesying to the desert sand
‘cause I’m waiting, waiting for the man to come…
I’ve seen mountains move, seen dead men rise
I’ve seen love reflected in my baby’s eyes
But I’m waiting, I’m waiting for the man to come…


Words/Music Bee/Martinez