call me

                   call me to your court, my king

                    I’ve been getting ready and now I’m waiting

                     so call me softly, call me love

                        call me softly, call me love

        others may try, but none can satisfy

                 call me softly, call me love

       find me where im broken, this place where I hide

            call me softly, call me love

         put your hand in mine, fingers entwined

          I want to feel your palm against my own

           yes my Lord, it feels like home

             it feels like home

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