Turning corners just to get where we should be, Back to where we once belonged, Sending smiles across to fill our lonely lives, It's brought it all back home to me,
Something...telling me there's, Someone...calling me back, Sometimes...telling me that everything's alright.
Read the papers as the sun began to rise, 'Cause there's no logic in our negativity, There's a way - if we believe.
Something...telling me there's, Someone...calling me back, Sometimes...telling me that everything's alright.
Something's...telling me there's, Someone...calling me back, Sometimes...telling me that everything's alright.
Our Heads Held High now...
Something...telling me there's, Someone...calling me back, Sometimes...telling me that everything's alright.
Something's...telling me there's, Someone...calling me back, Sometimes...telling me that everything's alright.