Waiting for the Son Video (MV)

I've got this moon on my back and this road in front of me
And though the Lady stands on the moon
I'm still waiting here for you
Oh come and get me
Hope fills up my lungs but that road seems so long
And no matter how hard I try, I can't see beyond the sky
How can I go on
I'm waiting for the Son to come
And the wind turns toward the east
With the bending of the trees
I hear you whisper
How much do you trust
For this world is merely rust
Compared to my beauty
And the sky paints strokes of gray
And causes me to stay
You're not far away
And the storm picks up
And I am covered in your love
Oh I'm free
Oh I'm free
And the haze turns to dark
The moon is just a spark of your presence
Like pedals on the flower
Twelve stars crowned her this hour
Oh what a fragrance
Enthroned within her womb with such pleasant perfume is my Jesus
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting for the Son to come