How Long chords

[VERSE 1]
How l[C]ong, will they w[G]ait?
Don't they w[Am]ant to walk through
that be[F]autiful gate
That Je[C]sus is goin to swing b[G]ack
on it's hi[Am]nges, one d[F]ay
that Je[C]sus is going to swing w[G]ide, one d[C]ay [F] [G]

[VERSE 2]
Are they re[C]ally having f[G]un?
or just t[Am]ryin' to drown out the vo[F]ice
of the one, calling sof[C]tly, "Come to [G]Me,
You've b[Am]een to long on the r[F]un."
Calling sof[C]tly, "Come to [G]Me, I'm the O[C]ne." [F] [G]

[CHORUS]
Th[F]ere are so many who c[G]are, saying,
"Y[C]es, I w[Bm]ant to be th[Am]ere.
(But) L[F]ife right here right now is so gr[G]and."
They're like chi[C]ldren pl[Bm]aying in the s[Am]and.
Their carefully fas[F]hioned worlds will st[G]and,
till the fi[F]rst storms co[G]me.

[VERSE 3]
I have fo[C]und I have fr[G]iends,
and there are m[Am]any I don't know
walking do[F]wn a dead end.
Saying, "Eve[C]rything looks fine to [G]me."
While they're as[Am]leep to the warning God s[F]ends.
Saying, "Eve[C]rything looks fine to m[G]e,
no crisis impe[C]nds." [F] [G]

[VERSE 4]
Was it [C]so, long [G]ago,
I th[Am]ought I could wait bec[F]ause I'd know,
When the wi[C]nds of strife were let g[G]o.
That isn't [Am]so, Oh n[F]o.
Because peo[C]ple who wait too l[G]ong,
just won't g[C]o. [F] [G]

[CHORUS]
Th[F]ere are so many who c[G]are, saying,
"Y[C]es, I w[Bm]ant to be th[Am]ere.
(But) L[F]ife right here right now is so gr[G]and."
They're like chi[C]ldren pl[Bm]aying in the s[Am]and.
Their carefully fas[F]hioned worlds will st[G]and,
till the fi[F]rst storms co[G]me.

Words and music by Craig Gorton