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I Hear You Calling Nobody knows the trouble I see, Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows the trouble I see; Oh, yes, Lord!
I could drown in my tears - cos nobody knows - I could drown in my tears - the trouble I see.
As I wander wasteland's city streets where fear and insecurity meet, and I fumble round and try to see through the debris of my memory and I cry.
As I try again and fail again to rescue dignity from pain; looking for my confidence, hiding from my embarrassment and my shame.
And I let you down and I let you down and I can't see why you'd want me around; I'm not good enough to be with you, not wise enough to know what to do oh no.
Then I hear you calling, calling my name; Then I hear you calling, calling my name; searching for me, reaching for me, rescuing me, healing me, forgiving me, lifting me, holding me, telling me how much you love me...
And I hear you calling, calling my name, And I hear you calling, calling my name.
John Froud Copyright © 1998 Zephaniah Music |
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