A Songwriter's Prayer - Tommy Womack

Whisper the songs to me O Lord

Cast them across my screen

Paint me a picture of wide open sky

Like no other man’s ever seen

Ease my mind till it’s young like a bane’s

Naked and happy and free

Tell me a secret God only knows

Whisper it quietly to me

Soft like a star through the morning fall

Pure as a mother’s love

Real like the rain when it comes down in sheets

True as a gift from above

Deep like the words that we never sang

That everyone’s thought of

Whisper the songs to me O Lord

Show me how to love

A long time ago a wandering man

Sang from his heart and was healed

A crowd gathered 'round and they picked up the tomb

And sang it to mountains and fields

For every soul who took up the song

A soldier laid down his shield

Whisper the songs upon me Lord

Show me how to feel

Show me how to feel