Still Called Today - Steven Curtis Chapman

There a hole the size of a cruel word In a wounded heart somewhere that’s

learning to hide the pain

There’s a thorn stuck in the conscience of Someone who spoke a word in anger

And they can’t wash away the stain, sorry’s such a hard word to say

But while it’s still called today, won’t somebody make it right

Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away

While it is still called today, we’ve got to say the words

That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late

Go on and say what you need to say while it is still called today

There’s a girl who’s waiting day after day To hear her daddy say «I love you,»

Now the days have turned to years There’s a wall that silence has turned to

stone

Between a man and woman, she’s holding back the tears

And he’s holding on to his fears

But while it’s still called today, won’t somebody make it right

Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away

While it is still called today, we’ve got to say the words

That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late

Go on and say what you need to say while it is still called today

'Cause there’s a time when the sun goes down And the flowers are laid on the

grave

Will the tears that fall to the ground Be the tears of regret for the words

someone didn’t say