The Voice - Eimear Quinn
I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name
Listen my child, I say to thee
I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
Answer my call and I'll set you free
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice I will remain
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The debts of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Now do I see through .....all the cold winter long
I am the voice that in springtime will grow
I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow
I am the voice of the fragile
Bring me your peace
Bring me your peace and my wounds, they will heal
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice
I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the fragile
I am the voice
I am the voice
I am the voice
I am the voic