Voices Cryin’ Out Donna Summer

Voices cryin' out, voices cryin' out
Voices cryin' out in the night hear them call
Voices cryin' out hear them call

It's a night
Like no other night
It's a day
Almost turning grey
It's a heart
Like a broken heart
It's a wheel
At the end of day
It's the plight
Of a boy who's scared
Of the waves rushing out
And the wind in the air
It's the sight
Of one longing to taste
Of life

Voices crying out in the night hear them call
Voices from some foreign shore
Visions that seem an incredible dream
Echoing for more
Voices crying out in the night hear them call
Voices crying out hear them call