Steven Curtis Chapman Follow

There's a hole the size of a cruel word
In a wounded heart somewhere
That's learning to hide the pain

There's a thorn stuck in the conscience of
Someone who spoke a word in anger
And they can't wash away the stain
Sorry's such a hard word to say

But while it's still called today won't somebody make it right?
Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away
While it is still called today, oh we've got to say the words
That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late
Go on and say what you need to say while it's still called today

There's a girl who's waiting day after day
To hear her daddy say, "I love you"
Now the days have turned to years

There's a wall that silence has turned to stone
Between a man and woman
She's holding back the tears
He's holding out on his fears

And while it's still called today won't somebody make it right?
Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away
While it is still called today, oh we've got to say the words
That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late
Go on and say what you need to say

'Cause there's a time when the sun goes down
And the flowers are laid on the grave
Will the tears that fall to the ground
Be the tears of regret for the words someone did not say?

Oh while it's still called today won't somebody make it right?
Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away
While it is still called today, oh we've got to say the words
That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late
Go on and say what you need to say while it's still called today

Oh no no
'Cause tomorrow may be too late

While it's still called today
Go on and say the words
'Cause tomorrow may be too late

While it's still called today
While it's still called today
While it's still called today