still small voice

i'm an old soul and i have been here for a long time, and i've seen your face a thousand times, but i wouldn't mind once more, once more, i'm the bed of creek out of season, and i've grown dry, where water once flowed, let it flow, oh, let it flow once more, once more, i'm the eyes of a desperate child all day long, all i want to find is someone who wants me, and i am the song on the lips of the weary soul, singing hallelu-ujah, hold me close, i'm the ear of a man and i'm weary of the same sound, i'm still ringing, but i am ready for that song to come back, around, oh, back around, ooohh, i am the calloused hands reaching out, i can't feel a thing, i'm starting to doubt, if holding on is worth so much pain, but i tighten my grip as i'm screaming your name, and i am the sound in your head that makes you see, i will steal your breath and i will bend your knee, and i am the sigh in your throat breaking out, with a swelling of the chorus all around, singing hallelu-ujah, hold me close, hallelu-ujah, hold me close, singing hallelu-ujah, hold me close