Lyrics FIVE - Solomon Headen

I wish heaven had a hotline
I would hit my Uncle Cam like, what up five
I would laugh with my granddaddy for the one time
I ain't gon' cry about it but if I did could you take my tears and baptize me
Cleanse me lord
Make me whole

I'm calling on you
There's nowhere left to go I'm broken in two
I reach my hands out for you
Make a way like you do

Don't make a sound
Turn the lights on we keep feeling around
I've lost me