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Three o'clock in the morning, voice inside my head |
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I'm wide awake I should be sleeping, voice alive or dead |
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Someone screaming out a warning, should I heed the call |
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A messenger I should be knowing, voice inside my head |
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I made it through another year |
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Crying yet another tear |
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Pondering the endless questions of life |
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My undivided attention, voice returns again |
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The pressure builds I feel the tension, voice inside my head |
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What should I do with all you've given, discern the ring of truth |
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I'm not the kind to be so driven, the choice is up to you |
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I made it through another year |
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Crying yet another tear |
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Pondering the endless questions of life |
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I made it through another year |
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Crying yet another tear |
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Pondering the things I dream in the night |
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You know just what to say |
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Speak to me. |
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Three o'clock in the morning, voice inside my head |
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A word of peace my mind is soaring, remember what He said |
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In the silence He is calling, direction is made clear |
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A message to my heart imploring, voice of God I hear |
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I made it through another year |
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Drove away another tear |
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Pondering the endless questions of life |
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I made it through another year |
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Pushed away another fear |
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Pondering the things I dream in the night |
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Nothing's quite the same after You speak to me |
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Speak to me. |
