Fumblin' for a sign, searchin' for ways to find Answers that slip from me, visibility Wish that I could see
Somewhere inside my head, something that someone said Whispers of mystery – my intuition speaks to me I listen carefully I hear a little voice I hear a little voice
Huntin' for evidence, matter of self defense Lookin' for clues and then it all becomes clear I just need to hear
Asking your whereabouts, figuring it all out Why am I wondering – why do I question myself? Because there's no one else (there's someone else)
I hear a little voice Callin' to me, callin' out Cryin' out my name
Tells me everything I refuse to see Love may be blind but it hears so clearly
I hear a little voice It always sounds the same Callin' to me, callin' out Cryin' out my nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
