Voices - Bee Gees

Sweet voices calling wild, echoing around this child

Sweet faith Ill be joining you, when my storys over

Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo

Doo doo doo dee doo doo doo dee doo dah day

Small secrets in the wind, blowing till the end begins

Oh my children stand by me till my storys over

Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo

Doo doo doo dee doo doo doo dee doo dah day

If I were you and you were me those voices they would cease to be They wont be free to torment me again

But in my bed again last night, those voices spoke of wrong and right

They spoke of darkness and of light

They spoke of weakness and of might

The spoke of people in the snow

And distant places long ago

The spoke of fire and falling rain

Of health and wealth and death and pain

Nah…

Sweet voices calling wild, echoing around this child

Sweet faith Ill be joining you, when my storys over

If I were you and you were me those voices they would cease to be They wont be free to torment me again

But in my bed again last night those voices spoke of wrong and right

They spoke of darkness and of light

They spoke of weakness and of might

They spoke of people in the snow

And distant places long ago

They spoke of fire and falling rain

Of health and wealth and death and pain

They spoke of people in the snow

And distant places long ago

They spoke of fire and falling rain

Of health and wealth and death and pain

La la …