i'll adjust my lens   to span the distance between   you and this man   subtracting miles with my dial   they say it takes more time   to properly align   i say i'll wait the while      you always send    the stars down to me   they carry hope    and all of my dreams   you always send    the stars down my way   for me to hold   at the end of each day      make ready for   when they land   i call unto man   but they stare as if impaired   i refuse to join the rest   in doubting and in jest   my only care is to be prepared      i'll stand until i can stand no more   and i'll wait for your glorious stars   they point and they laugh   true faith is what they lack   their hoplessness leaves me depressed   what more can i do to show all of them you   to wait here is all that's left