She sits by the window
With wandering eyes
She has a song in her heart
And a golden disguise
Her body is torn
Because age doesn't heal
She's not letting on
About the pain that she feels

But she knows in her soul
That it won't be too long
'Til Jesus comes back
To carry her home

Where there will be no more pain
No more sorrow
No more waiting
For illusive tomorrows
There will be no more pain
No more dying
No more striving or strain
No more pain

My mind's eye remembers
The trouble I've seen
All I have been through
And how I long to be free
But I learn by her patience
That I need her resolve
To wait for the opening
OOf eternity's halls
And I know that in time
We will stand side by side
When Jesus comes back
Receiving His bride

Where there will be no more pain
No more sorrow
No more waiting
For illusive tomorrows
There will be no more pain
No more dying
No more striving or strain, no more

No more pain, no more sorrow
No more waiting for illusive tomorrows
There will be no more pain, no more dying
No more striving or strain, no more pain

No more pain, no more sorrow
No more waiting for illusive tomorrows
(No more pain for tomorrow)
No more pain, no more dying
No more striving or strain, no more pain

No more pain
No more pain
No more pain
No more pain...