No place left to fall.
I can hear my Father calling
Thought I’m a long way from my home
Through trials and tribulations
 Trying to make it on my own
The last words that were spoken
I can still recall
You’ll come right on home son
When there’s no place left to fall.

I can hear my mother calling
As I stumble on my way
I still see her beauty
In each and every day
 The last words that were spoken
I can still recall
You’ll come right on home son
When there’s no place left to fall.

"Yet when it seems I can’t go on much more
Like there’s a lock on every door
Soon there’s always one more journey to begin
I’m still out here in the rain
Lord I feel the pain
How I wish I could find my way home"

I can hear my father calling
As the night is closing in
In this dark and dreary desert
 As the cold wild winds begin
Through trials and tribulations
 I can still recall
You’ll come right on home son
When there’s no place left to fall:

© Matt Manning.2003. IMRO/BMI

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