Life Is Calling - Beth Hart

Sunday morning the world’s still sleeping

And the rain keeps falling like angels weeping

And I, I feel the tears on my skin

They’re trying to tell me something I listen

Blues and yellows tap on my window

And I let the night go with all my shadows

And I, I feel the sun on my skin

It’s trying to tell me something I listen

Life is calling, life is calling

Life is calling out my name

Make it matter say it louder

Stay alive another day

Life is calling out my name

Perfect houses with good intentions

Where the happy families hide their broken dishes

And I, I hear the scars on my skin

They’re trying to tell me something so I listen

Life is calling, life is calling

Life is calling out my name

Make it matter say it louder

Stay alive another day

Life is calling out my name

It’s the wind over the ocean

It’s the secrets in the sand

It’s all trying to tell me something

So I’m listening

Life is calling, life is calling

Life is calling out my name

Make it matter just say it louder

Stay alive another day

Life is calling, life is calling

Life is calling out my name