The Church across the Street

Words and music by Timothy Mark

Copyright 1998 Global Outreach Music/BMI. All rights reserved.

She put the phone back in its cradle and she leaned against the wall

Devastating silence from a long awaited call

“Congratulations” had confirmed her deepest fear

As she gave herself the label Unwed Mother, 18 years

And at the church across the street the band played on

And the choir sang another verse of another lovely song

But her world was crashing in apartment thirty-three

And she wondered if she would ever meet

Someone from the church across the street

She left her apartment at a quarter after eight

Drove the mile to the clinic and walked inside the iron gate

She was greeted warmly with reassurance in his voice

A simple safe procedure but had she made the proper choice

And at the church across the street the band played on

And the choir sang another verse of another lovely song

But her world was crashing as she paid the Doctor’s fee

And she wondered if she would ever meet

Someone from the church across the street

Aching recollections she tries to forget

But the room where she had lived alone she shares with her regret

She sits by her window and longs for something more

As she listens to a baby cry in apartment thirty-four

And at the church across the street the band played on

And the choir sang another verse of another lovely song

But her world was crashing in apartment thirty-three

And she wondered if she would ever meet

Someone from the church across the street

And she wondered if she would ever meet

Someone who could help her with her need

Maybe someone from the church across the street