Beth Hart - Life Is Calling

Sunday morning,
the world's still sleeping and the
rain keeps falling, 
like angels weeping and I,
I feel the tears on my skin, 
they're trying to tell me something, 
I listen.

Blues and yellows
tap on my window and I
let the nightbow
with all my shadows and I,
I feel the sun on my skin, 
it's trying to tell me something, 
I listen.

Life is calling,
Life is calling,
Life is calling out my name.
Make it matter, say it louder,
stay alive another day.
Life is calling out my name.

Perfect houses,
with good intentions, with the
happy familys,
had their broken dishes, and I,
I hear the scars on my skin,
their trying to tell me something,
so I listen.

Life is calling,
Life is calling,
Life is calling out my name.
make it matter, say it louder,
stay alive another day.
Life is calling out my name.

It's a window of the ocean,
it's a secret in the sand, 
it stop trying to tell me something, 
so I'm listening.

Life is calling,
Life is calling,
Life is calling out my name.
make it matter, say it louder,
stay alive another day.
Life is calling,
Life is calling,
Life is calling out my name.