Are you pulling my heartstrings?
Am I imagining things?
Is that my name on the breeze?
God, it's times like these
When I don't know for sure
If there is a cure
For such a one as I,
But please, don't pass me by.
I feel it tugging, yet
So often I forget
To go where you have sent;
Won't let myself repent.
Tonight feels like a night
When the world could work out right
If merely I believed,
Cast all off, rose to leave
Everything behind now,
To come before your throne, bow,
Admit I heard the call,
And came to give it all.
It feels like such a moment,
But I submit myself to torment.
Were you tugging on my heart?
I feel we're far apart
And I know you've got the cure,
But like I said: not sure
If it's you who's really calling.
In the meantime, I'll be falling
Until I, by my own choice
Learn to recognize your voice.
postscript
....written after a Group 1 Crew concert.