[Verse 1: Worship-rock male lead, big and steady over the floor toms] Six a.m. on the overpass, a thermos and a sign Six lanes of headlights coming in a crooked line I don't preach and I don't sell, I don't ask you for a dime I just wave at every windshield, one face at a time Fifteen years ago I stood up here in freezing rain On the wrong side of the railing with a weight I couldn't name Then a trucker leaned on his horn and he waved up at me Didn't know me, didn't stop, but he waved, and I could see [Chorus: Worship-rock male lead, full band] Look up, look up, somebody's up here for you Six lanes of trouble and the sky breaking through I don't know your name, but I know where you've been Look up, somebody's up here, and he's waving you in [Verse 2: Worship-rock male lead, the guitars ringing wider] Yellow bus at seven and a boy pressed to the glass Waving with both hands at me every morning as they'd pass Every day from kindergarten, every day through middle school Then a beat-up little hatchback and he honked it like a fool Truckers learned my name, and the nurses off the night shift Waitress on her way home and a widower who needed a lift Fifteen years of mornings and I never missed a day Cardboard getting softer, but the letters never fade [Chorus: Worship-rock male lead, full band] Look up, look up, somebody's up here for you Six lanes of trouble and the sky breaking through I don't know your name, but I know where you've been Look up, somebody's up here, and he's waving you in [Verse 3: Worship-rock male lead, the floor toms driving harder] Then the winter took my lungs and put me in a bed Window on the parking lot, a tube beside my head Nurse turned on the morning news, a camera on the bridge There's a young man with my cardboard sign, and he's waving like a kid It's the boy from the yellow bus, the one from the back seat Holding up my sign for the six lanes underneath And the trucks are leaning on their horns all the way into town I'm looking up from the bed, and he's looking down [Bridge: Worship-rock male lead, lifted] I'm not the only one up here I'm just the one that you can see Somebody waved at me one time And that was all it took for me [Final Chorus: Worship-rock male lead, honks, truck air horns on the downbeats all the way into town] Look up, look up, somebody's up here for you Six lanes of trouble and the sky breaking through I don't know your name, but I know where you've been Look up, somebody's up here, and he's waving you in [End]
