The Church across the Street

Words and music by Timothy Mark

Copyright 1997 Global Outreach Music/BMI. All rights reserved.

 

Eb                                                                Ab/Eb                  Eb        

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

 

Ab/Eb         Eb               Fm7                  Bbsus, Bb

Devastating silence from a long awaited call

 

Ab     Bb     Eb            Gm                             Cm7

“Congratulations” had confirmed her deepest fears

 

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As she gave herself the label “unwed mother, eighteen years”

 

Chorus:

 

                 Ab         Bb          Eb  Eb/G   Ab    Bb             Eb  Eb/G

And at the church across the street           the band played on

 

             Ab      Bb  Eb                   Fm7                 Bbsus,  Bb

And the choir sang another verse of another lovely song

 

Ab        Bb            Eb               Ab         Bb         Cm2

But her world was crashing in apartment thirty-three

 

           Fm7              Eb/G                  Ab        Eb/G

And she wondered if she would ever meet

 

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Someone from the church across the street

 

 

 

She left her apartment at a quarter after eight

Drove the mile to the clinic 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

 

Chorus:

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

 

Chorus:

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 who could help her with her need

Maybe someone from the church across the street