I’m there
By trevor comeau
1-17-11
I’m there
Whenever you may call
Waiting to give, all I can
To help in your desperate hour
Blow on the horn
Call out my name
Send forth into the land
I’ll be waiting there
I’m there always
Watching, stepping in
When your need is here
Simply call on me
I’m the voice in winter
I’m the voice you need
You may not want to hear
But my words can steer
I was there
Now your time has come
Repay thy debt
Then we both may be free
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 9:44 PM UTC
I’m there
By trevor comeau
1-17-11
I’m there
Whenever you may call
Waiting to give, all I can
To help in your desperate hour
Blow on the horn
Call out my name
Send forth into the land
I’ll be waiting there
I’m there always
Watching, stepping in
When your need is here
Simply call on me
I’m the voice in winter
I’m the voice you need
You may not want to hear
But my words can steer
I was there
Now your time has come
Repay thy debt
Then we both may be free
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