Atop the mountain - afraid to fly
You see the flood bring the rising tide
And the fear begins to gnaw inside
Call to the Sky
And take my hand

The world turns dark and all is gray
When the end of the nighttime brings no day
And the road is lost - You can't find your way
Call to the Sky
And take my hand

I've strength enough to share with you
It's the very least that I can do
For in times of doubt I've had the same from you
Call to the Sky
And take my hand

When only your footprints mark the sand
And you're so weak you can barely stand
If you're one lost soul in a foreign land
Call to the Sky
Reach out - and take my hand

©1998 - Lane Baldwin

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