Tuning In

You may be in London waiting on a train
You may be in Paris dancing on a stage
Or shooting the curl in Bali
Or down south drinking sweet tea
You may be glued to the television
As happy as Larry

You may be a doctor giving up the ghost
You may be a short-order cook fixing grits and toast
Whenever, wherever, whoever you are
Let it be plain to see
It's time to reach for something higher
Everybody hears the need

Tuning in around the world
All you boys and all you girls
Tune in till ya drown the noise
All you girls and all you boys
Tune it in and hum along
Let it lift the woebegone
Tune it in around the world
All you boys and all you girls

It may be your birthday or it may be your last
As a kid you couldn't wait to get old, now the years fly by too fast
Whenever, wherever, whoever you are,
Let it be plain to see
No time, no place, nobody but you
Will keep you from your knees

Tuning in around the world...

Let the truth fill up our lives, let the choir fire up and over
The renewal of our minds is never over till it's over
And where our treasure is
That's where our hearts will be
So take my will and set me free
Tuning into You, tuning out of me.

Recorded by The Newsboys.  Lyrics by Peter Furler, Phil Joel, and Steve Taylor

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