Little Prayer in a Big City - Chill Flow Radio
I fold a little prayer inside a pocket of the night
And let the city hold it tight
You meet me in the silence where my questions need a friend
And tell me rest is not the end
Little prayer in a big city
You turn my worry into pity
With the love of a holy hand
You help my weary soul to stand
Streetlights write their golden notes along my broken line
You sing them back in perfect time
No mighty thunder only mercy learning how to stay
And I believe we'll be okay
Whisper baby say
Still it lifts my heavy head
Little prayer in a big city
You turn my worry into pity
With the love of a holy hand
You help my weary soul to stand
Little prayer in a big city
You turn my worry into pity
With the love of a holy hand
You help my weary soul to stand
You help my weary soul to stand