Текст песни Michael W. Smith - Calling Heaven
Michael W. Smith - Calling Heaven слова песни
Words & music: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrickChorus:Calling heavenSeeking mercyTell me theres a place for theseWhat of the children who have never felt a loveTender as the morningNursing the bruisesAnd the scars that never seem to go awayWhat of the babies who have never left the wombBreathing in the lifelineAngels in waitingGone before they could be given wings to flyChorusWhat of the noble who are searching for the truthWith truest of intentionsAnd yet theyre jaded byHypocrisies behind cathedral wallsWhat of the humble and the meek that knew despairAnd never got their momentBut sacrificed a life of comfortSo that others knew no painChorusWhat of the ones who call you lordBut play the fieldWith faithless indecisionForgive us father for we trulyDo not know what we have doneChorus