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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePhone Call To God
On the back of a quarterI found on the floorboardIt's stamped in silver that I should trust YouSo I gather all the courage that I can musterAnd I drop it in the slotHere I amJust a manMakin' a phone call to GodWill the sound of Your voice burn up the lines?I wonder if You'll answer all the wonders whyHallelujahWill I find my place, my piece of mind?Will I get her back if I give you time?HallelujahOr maybe it's just better I don't knowHow it's gonna end or how it's gonna goRegrets and mistakesAnd all the hearts that I did breakWill I ever get to see my grandma's faceWith all the hell that I have raised?I know she's up thereShakin' her head & sayin' a prayerI breakin' up or am I clear?When I hang up do You just disappear?Could you hand off the phone to my Uncle Joe?He'd tell me if the streets are really paved with goldHallelujahWith both sides on their knees down to the endHow do You choose who's gonna lose & win?Good at talkin'Maybe I should be listenin'Oh is this real or just a dream?YeahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahSometimes it feels just likeThe whole world's bleedin'Heal my unbeliefAnd keep those angels singin'HallelujahHallelujah(Hallelujah)I've read every word You say(Hallelujah)Every word written in red(Hallelujah)Come on, heal my broken heart(Hallelujah)Makin' a phone call to God(Hallelujah)HallelujahYou got the whole world in Your hands(Hallelujah)Hallelujah. Can you hear my prayer?(Hallelujah)I'm makin' a phone call
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