Gone Wait

Now I got time to wait awhile
Before I walk that faithful mile 
And so I sit beside a window 
So I can see which way the winds blow 
It's a promised land you hold in your hand 
It's a fine line that you do see 
And the certain friend who set you free 
There's talk of leaving that I hear 
In the wind so very clear 
It's gone you know where you must go 
Hey can't you find a better way 
Let your fortune find you gone away 
Become today there's no better way