Come, come to me. Hear my heart. Hear my call. Cry no more.
Come to me and hear my heart. Hear your heart. It sings of peace and love of free life and of living, guided by the stars and loved by the angels.
Come, come to me and cry no more. Hear your heart. It wants to sing. Sing of love and freedom – freedom from those who are filled with greed and war-making of created actions. Is this the house to buy or live in or is it too small to be out of the rain?
We are. Know it. With me we will make a better place, free from racial hatred or economics.
The stars saw it all and passed it to Creator.
Come. Change it all. The Olympics of the soul have come now. Join. Be a star. Love. Be free. Come to me, I call.