Pls return my call

Lyrics

I’m tired of trying to hold the line, tired of chasing what’s always right, been knocking on shut-down doors, giving till there’s nothing left inside. Three steps forward, two steps back, that’s the story of my years, working hard just to stay standing while drowning in these fears. Every year’s three hundred sixty-five days of carrying what I didn’t break, holding wounds I cannot heal and smiling till my body shakes. Every sigh of disappointment burns a hole right through my soul, now I’m standing here with empty hands and a heart that lost its song. Strong people break in silence, without the world knowing why, and I keep disappearing slowly between “maybe,” “not yet,” and “not this time.” Lord, can You still hear me talking? Or are Heaven’s lines down tonight? Maybe I’ve cried out too many times, maybe my name slipped from Your mind. I don’t wanna keep treading this wheel, I don’t wanna just survive, please return my call, my God, before the last of my courage dies. Stop the world so I can get off, I’m exhausted of holding on, ’cause I can’t keep walking lonely and forsaken through another endless dawn. Now I pray more with silence than with words I used to know, even my faith lies exhausted under storms I cannot control. I only wanted somewhere safe, to feel understood for just one day, not always “too much” or “not enough” beneath somebody else’s weight. And if You still hear my whisper, meet me at this crossroad tonight, I don’t need more human answers, I need You in my ears, heart, and sight. Lord, can You still hear me talking? Or are Heaven’s lines down tonight? Maybe I’ve cried out too many times, maybe my name slipped from Your mind. I don’t wanna keep treading this wheel, I don’t wanna just survive, please return my call, my God, before the last of my courage dies. And if I cannot stand anymore, carry me through this darkened hour, ’cause underneath this tired soul there’s still a tiny spark of fire. Maybe grace is never silent, maybe it just moves real slow, maybe You are holding onto me when I feel completely alone. Lord, can You hear my whisper? Lord, please erase my fears. I try so hard every single day, yet I’m still stuck after all these years. I no longer have the strength to fight, and I cannot hold back these tears. Please return my call tonight, and remind me why I’m here. Lord, can You still hear me talking? Please send one sign tonight. I don’t wanna give up now, I just need You by my side. And if You’re there beyond this darkness, if You still remember my name, please return my call, my God, my Hope, before I fade away. Before I fade… before I break… please call me back… before it’s too late.