Could You draw a line
Could You spread it across the sky
Could You separate the day from night
Could You draw a line
I am weak, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets you can't tell me, tell me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
For a while
Would You give a sign
Would You make my thoughts be benign
Now I'm begging for some peace of mind
But the choice is mine
I am weak, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets you can't tell me, tell me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
For a while
I'll pain my life with wings
I'll pain a road to return
I'll paint my life with wings
I'll paint a road to return
Return, a road to return
Speak to me, speak to me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
Be listening
Speak to me, speak to me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
If there's secrets you can't tell me, tell me
And You'll know that I'll be listening
For a while