There's a mockingbird singing outside my window
There's a little girl calling my name
And I hear your voice
It's the sound of your voice
There's a gentle breeze whispering
Stories and secrets through the branches of the old willow tree
And I hear your voice
It's the sound of your voice
God, you know how much I wish I could just hear you say the words
And answer all the questions everybody's asking
But until I hear you speak
Will you help me hear the songs you're singing over all this noise
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
There's a little boy's eyes looking up from a postcard
He's asking 'will you show me love'
And I hear your voice
I hear the sound of your voice
There's a woman who's crying 'cause her hope is dying
And a friend whispers 'you are not alone'
And I hear your voice
I hear the sound of your voice
God, you know how much I wish I could just hear you say the words
And answer all the questions everybody's asking
But until I hear you speak
Will you help me hear the songs you're singing over all this noise
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
And I'll close my eyes for a moment
When I open them again
You'll be standing there face to face
And I'll sing for joy
And I will finally hear your voice
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
I'll be listening
I will be listening
I will listen for the sound of your voice
With every sunrise you tell me again
How your mercies are new
How your love never ends
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
In the crash of the thunder
In the roar of the waves
I hear your strong arm calling my name
I will be listening for the sound of your voice
The sound of your voice
I am listening
I am listening
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Steven Curtis Chapman in Album The Glorious Unfolding Released in 2013 |