still small voice
Singer:jake scott
i'm an old soul and i have been here for a long time
and i've seen your face a thousand times
but i wouldn't mind once more
i'm the bed of creek out of season
i'm the eyes of a desperate child all day long
all i want to find is someone who wants me
and i am the song on the lips of the weary soul
i'm the ear of a man and i'm weary of the same sound
but i am ready for that song to come back
i am the calloused hands reaching out
if holding on is worth so much pain
but i tighten my grip as i'm screaming your name
and i am the sound in your head that makes you see
i will steal your breath and i will bend your knee
and i am the sigh in your throat breaking out
with a swelling of the chorus all around