Calling - Phil Follett
(P. Follett)

Verse1

So cold, so cold and so alone and
It’s dark, it’s dark and I’m on my own and 
My world I do’t think I could ever call this Home
My Home

Wonderin’ if what I’ve been told could be right,
Hopin’ o Lord I hope I hope with all my might,
That you would let Your love be known,
Be known

Chorus

You don’t have to be cold tonight,
You don’t have to be all alone,
Lift your voice to heaven and
You’ll feel his love come raining down

He will give you
What you want
What you need

Verse2

Slippin’ deeper and deeper in I’m
Wishin I could find an easier way out,
Freedom from the wilderness in which I roam,
I roam

Will I find the things I feel I live without,
When I feel I’m bound, I’m bound with all my fears
My doubts my only hope is to find my home,
My home

Chorus X2

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Chorus X2

Written by P Follett for Inner Giant Productions
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