Will I ever learn this Language?
Will it ever come easy to me?
When the people I meet Start to speak,
Will I know what they're saying to me?
Will I ever learn this Language?
Will I ever speak it myself?
My greatest fear, is that I will not hear
The simplest cries for help.
Teach me, I beseech thee
Help me learn my role.
Teach Me, teach me
This language that I need to know.
Will I ever learn this Language?
And recognize the sounds
Of the native tongue when I am among
The lost souls who want to be found?
Will I always be a stranger
In some distant foreign land?
Will I be at home and not feel alone?
Will I ever understand?
Teach me, I beseech thee
Help me learn my role.
Teach Me, teach me
This language that I need to know.
Everyday I keep on hoping and working and waiting.
Wondering if I will ever feel at ease.
I should be out there 'cause I know that I should be teaching.
Instead of just crying myself asleep here on my knees.
If I'm gonna learn this language,
I think it is perfectly clear,
Its more than just words that need to be heard
Its where only the spirit can hear.
Teach me, I beseech thee
Help me learn my role.
Teach Me, teach me
This language that I need to know.
Language of the soul.