He's On His Way © 2011 Chelsey Sears I see her every sunday In the second row There's an empty seat beside her But she's always alone So one mornin' I asked "Can I join you on this pew" She said "I'm sorry sweetie, but this seat's been saved since 1942" "But he's on his way He'll be here soon Yeah every night I pray That God will pull him through They say he's lost And can't be saved But I know He's on his way Just then those wrinkles Got a little tight As she looked down at that ring A single tear fell from her eye She said "right before he boarded the bus He got down on one knee and promised he would be back To marry me" "He's on his way He'll be here soon Yeah, every night I pray That God will pull him thorugh They say he's lost And can't be saved But I know He's on his way" A few weeks later She didn't come to church I had to sit down When I got the word That's why I'm here this mornin' To lay a flower on her grave It's right next to a stone That's marked "M.I.A" I should probably feel sad But I don't Yeah, I can't help but smile 'Cause I know She's on her way She'll see him soon She'll walk through those gates To a waitin' groom Soon they'll be dancin' Yeah I can hear the music play She's on her way Now I sit here every sunday In the second row There are two empty seats beside me But I'm not alone
