Up in the hills somewhere in Kentucky
Is a little old school way back in the nothing
Where special kids born with special needs
Are sent to learn life's ABCs

Their teacher, Mrs. Jones, tells them all about Jesus
How in the twinkling of an eye He's coming back to get us
About streets of gold and pearly gates
How they want to go, they just can't wait
And she can't keep them in their seats
They're all at the windows straining to see

And it's fingertips and noses
Pressed to the windowpanes
Longing eyes, expectant hearts
For Him to come again
All they know is that they love Him so
And if He said He'd come, He's coming
And they can't keep their windows clean
For fingertips and noses

Well, she tried to explain to the kids about His coming
Ooh, she tried to calm them down, but they just wouldn't listen
They just giggled and they clapped their hands
They're so excited that He's coming for them
And the first thing you know they're out of their seats
Back at the windows straining to see
And it's fingertips and noses
Pressed to the windowpanes
Longing eyes, expectant hearts
For Him to come again
All they know is that they love Him so
And if He said He'd come, He's coming
And they can't keep their windows clean
For fingertips and noses

Where will Jesus find us
When He comes again?
Will we be like little children
Waiting just for Him?

With our fingertips and noses
Pressed to the windowpanes
Longing eyes, expectant hearts
For Him to come again
All we know is that we love Him so
And if He said He'd come, He's coming
And we can't keep our windows clean
For our fingertips and noses

Fingertips and noses
Ooh, she tried to explain to the kids about His coming
Our fingertips and noses
Fingertips and noses
In the twinkling of an eye He's coming back to get us