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Who Knows When?

By Dorothy Rose Hartley, November 13, 2004

A day could be a week,
a week could be a month,
a month could be a year,
until you take us home, take us home.

You died on the cross for our sins, for our sins.
Ascended into heaven but promised
us you'd come back some day.
Can't wait for that day, take us all away.

A second could be a minute,
a minute could be an hour,
an hour could be a day,
'till you take us home, take us home.

You died on the cross for our sins, for our sins.
Ascended into heaven but promised
us you'd come back someday, and take us all away.
Can't wait 'till that day, take us all away.