Hidden among the voices, is the answer to my prayer.
But like the wind around me, I ‘m not really sure.
I believe there is a purpose, a reason for my life.
Someday I’m sure I’ll know it, at least I hope I’m right.
I’ve got a plan, a book to write, some people I should see.
I think I’ll sit, and rest awhile, and see what’s on T.V..
I feel a gentle tugging, at my heart as I sit here.
There’s a business opportunity, a mission to explore,
an old broken relationship ready to restore.
Hidden among the voices is the answer to my prayer,
but like the wind around me, it is easy to ignore.