Sweet Calling - Alice Russell

Well, I found myself out wandering one day

When this strange little fellow, he came along my way

He seemed so troubled, something weighed heavy on his soul

Then he turned and spoke to me, 'tis blowing to his toes

Then he turned, yes he turned, and he said, yes he spoke

And he turned, he turned, and he spoke to me

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s lying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

Can’t you hear my sweet soul’s dying

You must bear

You must bear

Well he left me, just the way that he came

I could still hear him talking, showing me the way

And he told me of far and distant lands

And he showed me of many future plans

We talked of love, got tainted with hate

Give for beginning, it’s never gonna be too late

He’ll understand it, then you’ll understand

That you got to give, hold out a helping hand

Give some back, and then you will learn

You must give all the give, listen up and then you’ll learn

Then he turned to me and once again cried

Tears filling up his weary eyes

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

Can’t you see around you’s crying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

Can’t you see around you’s crying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

Can’t you see my sweet soul is dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying

Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying

You must learn

You must learn

You must learn

That my sweet soul’s crying

You must learn

You must learn

Sweet soul

Sweet soul’s crying

Sweet soul

Sweet soul is crying

Sweet soul

Sweet soul is crying