Choked with every kind of need.
There were twisted trees around me,
All black against the sky,
Black and bare and dead and dry.
No sign, no path to show me the way.
Then another voice was calling.
It barely could be heard.
I'll remember every word.
come with me, come with me.
come and see, come and see.
When I ran to find the singer,
I longed to see his face.
He could free me from this place.
Every step I took was ter ror.
The ground beneath me burned.
Stones were everywhere I turned.
And worst of all, there was a noise.
Angry shouts, furious cries.
and roar like the roar of millions
Though it always' was calling,
but now it seemed quite near,
soft and warm and strong an d clear.
come with me, come with me.
come and see, come and see.
and love will lead us to whiteness,