i’m waiting
for a surprise
watching for someone i’ve never seen

if you’re there
you hear my prayers
take me where i’ve never been

i know i can’t expect an answer
but i ask anyway

speak to me
in the voice that jonah heard
one so real
i obey – or run away

i’m tired
of holding my breath
i cannot force you to speak

what might be you
i’m able to
ignore for the message i seek

speak to me
in the voice that Jesus used
one so real
i obey – or run away