Lonely is the whippoorwill
who sits upon the highest tree
next to heaven is where he desires to be
Little does he know that love is waiting free
if only he'd look further than the highest tree
for God Creator has created thine eyes for him to see
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Thine eyes have seen glory
mixed in a heart that's sorry
too proud to accept errors of the heart
drowns the tears that could make a new start
so like the lonely whippoorwill in the highest tree
too blind to realize that the Creator gave him eyes to see