Letra de A Voice

If we can’t walk in love, we’re a noisy little gong A bitter little song, that a bully sings out of key If we can’t walk in peace, we'll forget about the least of these The mother crying on her knees for her boy who’s locked away There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me If we can’t walk in truth, we’ll be ruled by the passions of youth Despised by the stupid things we do We'll never ever live them down If we can’t walk in grace, we’ll be defined by the patterns of this place A filthy bitter city of waste, the world will never turn around There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice crying out for truth and the simple little joys that we found in youth There’s a voice crying out in the streets, for the hungry and the broken to taste of peace There’s a voice crying out for truth and the simple little joys that we found in youth There’s a voice crying out in the streets, for the hungry and the broken to taste of peace There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice calling me There’s a voice Calling me Calling me