Calling me Calling me, calling me Like a river that sings the beauty of the sea Calling me, calling me Like the deepest most forbidden mystery And I crave the love of Miss Magdalene And I gladly repent all my sins And I swear that I won't do it again And I swear that I won't do Calling me, calling me Like the blind man with his guiding hand to see Calling me, calling me Many roads but only one will set me free And there's times when I can't hear All the things that I've learned and loved So quickly disappear And I pray, and I pray For the thing's everything For that bird to fly my way Calling me, calling me Like a river that sings the beauty of the sea Calling me, calling me Many roads but only one will set me free Calling me