I used to talk for hours on the phone;
Before that no, I barely spoke at all.
As changes changed my life, o how I’ve grown!
It took me to a kind of twilight zone,
His conversation anything but small.
I used to talk for hours on the phone.
I gave myself to others as a loan,
A borrowed blessing passing in the hall.
As changes changed my life, o how I’ve grown!
His spirit woke my every nerve and bone,
A voice within; I answered when he called.
I used to talk for hours on the phone.
Now I am not an island, but a stone
Creating waves of goodness as I fall.
As changes changed my life, o how I’ve grown!
One Life in everything, the truth be known;
His Light the highest nature of us all.
I used to talk for hours on the phone;
As changes changed my life, o how I’ve grown!
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Mystical Strings 