A D AHe was there the night the wall came down.
A F#m DHe lost her in the endless crowd,
Bm E A DIn the shadow of St. Stephen's cross.
A D AHe sent cries aloft for his fellow man,
A F#m DHis fingers slipping from her hand,
Bm E A DThe rain clouds prowling overhead.
A D AShe was there the night the wall came down.
A F#m DShe faded into that newborn crowd
Bm E A DLike a warning of what could be lost.
A D AThrough the perforated night she ran,
A F#m DHer fingers slipping from his hand
Bm E And she breathed in freedom
A DBefore daylight tread.
A D AThey were there the night the wall was drowned
A F#m DIn the surging of that tidal crowd
Bm E An old world made new
A DOn the same holy ground.
A D AShe found him standing, looking lost
A F#m DIn the shadow of St. Stephen's cross,
Bm E A DAnd he closed his eyes and heard no sound
Bm E A DBut her breathing warm against his mouth.