i want to preach the word
they want messages
i check chapter and verse
they check their watches
i spy another yawn
i might as well be gone
let's stand and say 'amen'
some days i must admit
i still don't get this
could be it's time to quit
when days get like this
i slip into the night
then stumble towards the light
wake up and try again
when you called my name
i didn't know how far the calling went
when you called my name
i didn't know what that word really meant
when i recall your call
i feel
so small
could be i'm losing touch
could be they don't care
Lord knows i don't know much
Lord knows i've been there
i trip toward my retreat
i fall down at your feet
get up and try again
when you called my name
i didn't know how far the calling went
when you called my name
i didn't know what that word really meant
when i recall your call
i feel
so small
Lord what did you see
when you called out for me?
i start losing heart
and then
it comes again
lifted from despair
by the prayers of someone
lifted from despair
by the prayers of someone
when you called my name
i didn't know how far the calling went
when you called my name
i didn't know what that word really meant
when you called my name
steven taylor and peter furler (1995)
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