

Last call hanging over the room
Three worn stools and a tired moon
I have played these strings to half-lit walls
For the bartender and the mirror ball
Counted tips like little borrowed time
Tried to make a future from a midnight rhyme
Every friend says let it go
Find a day job,
take it slow
Tonight I brought my case to close And leave this life with
one last note
So I look up through the smoke and haze Say,
give me one good reason to stay
If You hear me through this worn-out wire
Send a spark, send a little fire
Give me a sign before I put this dream down One small
light in this worn-out town If there's a road with my name
ahead Don't let it die here in my hands
Give me a sign,
I am holding on Even a whisper can prove me wrong I
have one prayer left in this heart tonight
Give me a sign
Then the front door sighed against the cold
In stepped a man with a face of old
He sat alone and he heard me through
Like every word was something true When I finished,
he took his time
Eyes held water, voice held mine
He said, son, I was lost that year Till a song like
yours pulled me back here
I felt the room stand still somehow
Like heaven had answered me right now
Not in thunder, not in flame Just mercy walking in with my
name
You were the sign before I laid this dream down A
living light in this worn-out town There is a road with my
name ahead I can feel it waking in my hands
You were the sign when I was almost gone Now every broken
string pulls me on I have a new fire in this heart
tonight
You were the sign
So I'll play till the morning shows
For the souls I may never know
One man walked in,
and my faith walked too
I asked for a sign,
and Heaven sent you