Something Calling Songtext
von Pamela Morgan

Who are all the children of the night?
See them walking with their demons raging deep inside
No strangers to the blackness of the winter sky
Blind and broken can feel the sparks before they fly

Something calling through the night
Calling out from the other side

A genius on a tightrope tastes the bitter fruits of life
While a beggar lives in the cloak upon his back
A dreamer sleepwalks through the pain of day
All are searching, searching for the quiet light


Calling, calling out from the other side
Something calling through the night
Calling out from the other side
Calling through the night
Calling out from the other side

Calling, calling, calling, calling
Through the night
Calling, calling, calling, calling
Through the night
Through the night
Through the night
Through the night